Once again we are stuck inside. As the UK enters even stricter restrictions it feels tempting to grow your hair out long and feel the full Rapunzel fantasy as we sit locked in our towers. However, it’s not all negative…
Gratitude can feel like a bit of a dirty word. It feels like one of those words that people have painted on the wall or a buzzword that yoga teachers preach about whilst in the middle of savasana*. And most of all, in our lowest moments, the idea of gratitude can feel ineffective.
I have not posted anything on this log for little under a year. That’s right in 2020 I have not updated my travel blog.
Stomp stomp stomp here comes the elephant.
A travel blog, or indeed travel at all has been somewhat impeded by Miss Rona over the previous months….