Pruning the Bush
Hi Ya'll
Thanks for clicking.
About the bush -
it's figurative
it's like, the bush of life.
My life
Gotta prune.
And obviously, it hurts to chop some limbs.
And I was cycling around Cardiff today thinking, "for this, thank you thank you thank you"
and thinking of people that I wanted to visit and just say thanks to
but haven't the time.
It's a wonder my nails are painted!
Just painted them.
Didn't really have the time, but was curious to see if the colour had dried out.
But yes,
Gotta prune my life
Like a good haircut.
You know, get rid of the dead ends
Because Cardiff was beautiful, and perhaps it could've turned into dreadlocks
But that wasn't what I wanted/not what I want so we'll progress shall we?
I was in Ireland on Monday and Tuesday, London on Wednesday and Thursday, Cardiff on Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
I toured the King John's Castle in Limerick. Highly recommended.
Met my zorb football boss for the first time ever and got promoted to london area manager.
Went to my first "professional dancers" audition and felt more capable than I thought I would.
Prepared for a gig, rehearsing for 6 hours yesterday (Saturday) and taking a huge chunk of today to do what I love.
So like, life is pretty awesome.
Gotta prune this bush though.
Gotta get rid of some things, like worry, addiction, negativity, tentativeness.
Gotta invest in the wholesome stuff, like trust, belief, hope, honour, honesty.
And I gotta say, I love you all.
Like, some more than others, but don't doubt my love.
It may not be expressed in the way you'd like. Sometimes it's hard to amend a character.
My character.
But it's there.
So here,
have a little love
put it in your heart
keep it there, tend it.
Let it breathe
Let it grow
Begin to trust, hope, believe.
You can do this.
Achieve what you will! I will be doing the same.
Miracles do happen.
I am a witness -
Have a miracle or two to share with you
N
ext
W
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For now, just know that I will always treasure you.
"Eye-ee-i will always love youhhoooo"
And that's a wrap.
More about London next week.
Thanks for clicking.
About the bush -
it's figurative
it's like, the bush of life.
My life
Gotta prune.
And obviously, it hurts to chop some limbs.
And I was cycling around Cardiff today thinking, "for this, thank you thank you thank you"
and thinking of people that I wanted to visit and just say thanks to
but haven't the time.
It's a wonder my nails are painted!
Just painted them.
Didn't really have the time, but was curious to see if the colour had dried out.
But yes,
Gotta prune my life
Like a good haircut.
You know, get rid of the dead ends
Because Cardiff was beautiful, and perhaps it could've turned into dreadlocks
But that wasn't what I wanted/not what I want so we'll progress shall we?
I was in Ireland on Monday and Tuesday, London on Wednesday and Thursday, Cardiff on Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
I toured the King John's Castle in Limerick. Highly recommended.
Met my zorb football boss for the first time ever and got promoted to london area manager.
Went to my first "professional dancers" audition and felt more capable than I thought I would.
Prepared for a gig, rehearsing for 6 hours yesterday (Saturday) and taking a huge chunk of today to do what I love.
So like, life is pretty awesome.
Gotta prune this bush though.
Gotta get rid of some things, like worry, addiction, negativity, tentativeness.
Gotta invest in the wholesome stuff, like trust, belief, hope, honour, honesty.
And I gotta say, I love you all.
Like, some more than others, but don't doubt my love.
It may not be expressed in the way you'd like. Sometimes it's hard to amend a character.
My character.
But it's there.
So here,
have a little love
put it in your heart
keep it there, tend it.
Let it breathe
Let it grow
Begin to trust, hope, believe.
You can do this.
Achieve what you will! I will be doing the same.
Miracles do happen.
I am a witness -
Have a miracle or two to share with you
N
ext
W
eek
For now, just know that I will always treasure you.
"Eye-ee-i will always love youhhoooo"
And that's a wrap.
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| Managed to get everything in the car |
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| Without forgetting mother |
More about London next week.
Ciao bella
Sal
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