Monday, 11 August 2025

Next year

I did not want it to be next year but next year it shall be.

At the end of July I got some disappointing news. I was told I was pushing myself too hard and I needed to take it easier. Last year when I was in a hospital bed I kept thinking about the things I would be doing once I got out and summer arrived. It turns out I cannot do those things yet. I told some friends that a few things we wanted to do this summer will not happen. Thankfully they understood. I shelved some plans and kicked some others over to next year.

Next year.