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My neighbor just woke me up shouting.  This used to be a regular problem that I had w them.  I w have to go down and plead w them to keep the noise down.

Tonight I w scared to go down for fear of violence; tho they soon quietened down.

I’ve got this vibe; it’s from this hotel in London, The Cheval.  It feels like I am meant to live there.

Central London w somewhere where I never wanted to live; I just didn’t like it there, not central central London; tho I’ve been having this feeling when I look at my Christmas lights in the reflection of my iPhone.  I can’t help it, it’s something that I want now.

Problem is is that this is where there is the most crime in the entire country, the financial square mile.

I have had to completely put the business on hold.  I got my tax ID proof in, and I must now spend all my attention on getting my tax done before the deadline.

There is a caveat; w is that, I don’t have to if it is the wrong tax year; like I think there’s a chance that that actual tax year I’m not in; bc when I got my earnings w right on the border between tax years; so I have to check what tax year it was.

I’m chomping like f to work on the business.  I have an image I want to use, and the text done for updating my website.

There is another problem.  My ID.  I gave it to Google like a year ago; tho, it was an ID that expires in February; so I’ve got to see if they freeze my ads account.

It’s not long til I find out, luckily; tho it w mean getting a passport, so that Ima use it as ID every time, as opposed to a license that expires every year.

I covered how wrong I feel it is for places to reject ID bc it is expired when a one year license in my last entry, how myopic I feel that is; and also how highly intelligent people can be the most idiotic.

So it’s rly just a case of prioritizing what is most expedient.  It’s hard that it is setting me back, tho I just must be kind to myself and allow myself this break from getting done the things that matter to me the most, like getting the business up and running.

I wasn’t well yesterday.  I didn’t even pick up my Amazon parcel.  I didn’t go to the community centre to meet people.  I didn’t go to Evensong

I felt guilty for not doing things that widened my social network; tho I just had to have self compassion for myself and not make myself more ill by going out.

The body has only so much reserves of strength.  Pushing myself too far is a rly bad idea.

My wound now is completely healed.  It just needs moisturizer twice a day.  I don’t feel like working on my washing machine or fridge tho as I feel that these tasks could get it infected as they mean either sitting or laying on the floor.

I have some help w my washing machine which is in pieces.  It w take some time for them to get around to me tho.

I’m rly just trying to take on day at a time and do what I can.  I just worry about what I can do that day and forget about the rest; the decisions I make, the amount I spend on groceries, doing like one thing for the business, etc.

I think the Chevalier is about five grand a week tho I w rly like to stay there; it’s on my bucket list.

I rly am sick.  I don’t feel there is much I w be able to do on the business currently.

I’m going to make myself a cup of tea.  I try to not drink at night tho I just can’t do it.  I feel I must always have a cup of tea to write my blog over

I think my body is telling me to slow down; at a time when all I want to do is get things done.  Like I say, I must listen.  It’s the weekend also, w is the sabbath for me.  I don’t do anything over the weekend.

This means that I have ten days to get my taxes done; w may mean that I end up getting the one hundo fine and that’s okay.

I still don’t k where I want to live.  I’ll probably end up doing the London thing.  It’s hard that I don’t like my home town; just feel it’s too narcissistic.

To Dreams

Kirsty