Thursday.
Uh… intense dreams. Crazy stuff going on in my subconscious…they’re getting much closer to a Danielle Steel novel than a dream. Confinement clearly kicking in but hey, who knows, maybe I end up writing a novel following my intense dreams.
Anyway, get up at a reasonable time, meditate and read my subconscious with the cards. Can’t make much sense of it. I need a workshop. Or a coffee. Maybe both. Better starting the day. Head to make a herbal tea. It’s a sunny morning and I’m so happy about it. I have to say this week London’s been behaving pretty well.
This morning I decide to get dressed properly. Bye bye, University of London t-shirt, hello favourite summer skirt and crop top. Plus make-up and red lippy, obviously. Have quite a few things I want to finish before the weekend and also a departmental meeting so better organise properly.
Learn my lesson and take it slow and steady, though.
Have breakfast as I’m checking emails and spend the rest of the morning correcting the some essays I have left. I’m impressed at Clever Student. He’s done pretty well… too well. Motivation during confinement?
Oh. Super-Clever Student has submitted as well. Same charts on Franco’s economical situation… interesting. They must be reading their minds…
So much synchronicity in the air.
Anyway, I let that go because they’ve submitted reasonable work during quarantine. And that is an achievement these days. Follow up next week.
I’m right on time for our departmental meeting and we catch up on how we’re doing. Apparently I’m not the only one with intense dreams… there’s a vibe in the air (not to be quirky by tonight’s Full Moon so…). We clarify how things will carry on and the situation is pretty much the same as the other weeks. Nothing seems to change so far. Confinement is on and we are still working to make it work as we can.
Finish and… feel like treating myself. Done what I had to, no need to look for more stuff to do.
Grab my red nail polish and do my nails as I’m soaking the sun. Feels nice. Random Playlist goes with Justice’s D.A.N.C.E. What a classic. I feel like dancing. Finish the first layer and dance for a while. Do the second one and dance even more. Random Playlist is on classic rock mode and I feel myself in a concert. Friday vibes on a Thursday evening.
It’s pretty hot at The Queen’s Room Social Club and the dancing doesn’t help either. Make a fresh salad with spinach, cucumber, cherry tomatoes and tuna. Classic lazy Marta salad. Actually, I planned to cook fish but it’s expired now so… it wasn’t meant to be, I guess (mental note, you have a freezer. Use it next time).
And the rest of the day goes on dancing, really. Didn’t feel like doing anything else. The sun is shining, I’m wearing nice clothes and I declare today and enjoyment day. The world can wait.
Make a lazy toasted sandwich with an omelette and chill before meditation practice. Make a cup of herbal tea and dive in the subconscious. Feels like I’m giving myself exactly what I needed.
We finish and I feel like dancing again for a bit longer. Random Playlist gives me a lovely present with Florence And The Machine’s ‘Shake It Out’. Sometimes the devil behind is only the added external pressure. The unnecessary load.
I smile at it and dance to shake it out.
By the time I’m off to bed, the devil’s gone.