Short days, short thoughts. sometimes I'll write in english. firstly because i'm starting to forget how to do it, secondly because everydays routine sounds a bit more interesting in another language.
morning started with a nice thought that i have enough strength to make a plan for whole day. then i read a book, had a breakfast cooked by my mom. after that she read a book aloud and i knitted. I finished one sock and went to an acro training. I was pretty happy and felt strong and playful. We've done some new and old things and i wasn't afraid of falling as i was at new year's night. That is more like me and i like to feel confident. I reached my borders quickly and felt it well and quited a "playground" with enough power to meet my friend.
We cooked pizza and watched movies. I felt safe an calm as always with this person. It's very grounding to have such evenings.