Something I wrote when I was feeling overwhelmed recently…
Sometimes I wake up and instantly feel defeated. One of those days when 3pm suddenly comes around and yet the day inside my head never really got going…
Our minds have a funny way of tricking us into thinking that the tasks we set for ourselves are impossible. We spend ages fretting over the things we have to do, and how we might do them, rather than just diving straight into it and reducing the stretch of anxiety. Bad things tend to arrive in clusters of grey clouds, overshadowing the good things you’ve been nurturing and making everything feel dark.
Our daydreams can feel miles away on days like this. They feel out of reach – not for us, for someone better. That’s when I love to write which has always seemed strange to me. That creative inspiration could have the energy to spark when things feel dull, and sad, and desperate. Maybe it’s the whirlwind that ignites my love for writing – as though it offers some weird sense of stricture when I need it most.
I look back at the words on the screen and somehow feel a sense of relief, even if they don’t make much sense. The act of doing something that I love (no matter how small), is what helps pull me out of a funk. It feels as though it leads me closer to my hopes and dreams, the grey clouds start to float away, the sun eventually warms the freckles on my back again…
Photographs taken by Catherine Booty
Blouse – Les Coyotes De Paris, Trousers – H&M, Shoes – Zara, Jacket – Retold Vintage
Hi Alice. What brand are your sunglasses from?
Hey, they are Gucci! x