Today I got some bad news. Something I partly expected. But then bad news is never easy to receive, even when it's anticipated. Then a package arrived with a book I ordered the other day: #GirlBoss, the autobiography of Nasty Gal's founder, Sophie Amoruso. And I decided to take it as a sign that while it's always shit to have bad news, it was time to change my attitude. So after a self indulgent afternoon spent wandering around town with my mother, buying myself nice things (like nice makeup, macarons and pretty plates for the flat..), I've pulled myself together. Sure, for a few hours I spent the afternoon flipping through Alexa Chung's very easy on the eye, IT, and letting myself get lost in doing nothing and looking at nice pictures. Because sometimes you need to mope. But then when my new book landed, I realised that I could continue to wallow or I could sit up and get on with my life. Instead of making excuses for the things I wanted to do but felt too tired to start, I could just get on with it and try. Instead of feeling guilty for not blogging, I could turn to my writing as catharsis. I could channel my frustration and my fear into something more productive than bottled up worries.
So here I am.
Now I can't wait to start my new book tonight. And now I'm ready to get up tomorrow, put on my lipstick and pull myself together. It helps of course that it's a new Chanel one.