Minnie manifesting my total lack of motivation today. Actually it’s not a lack of motivation. It’s a head whirling with intentions, but none of them thought through enough or practised enough to settle. So many niggly little things to do and sort. Yesterday I got up first thing and cycled to Hampstead Heath and jumped in the ponds. I haven’t been in months. I lasted approximately two minutes and had to get out as it felt like my chest was screaming in pain. I forgot a towel so I had to dry myself with my tracksuit bottoms. This kind of sums me up for this new year. I’m trying to brace myself, to arm myself with enough endorphins to get through the slog of January. I’m sloppy. I need time to think things through. Instead I’m googling holidays. I’m listening to a lot of Big Thief. I’m posting my book out to people. I’m going to get a basket on my bike. But I’m going to start writing again. If I say it on here I’ll have to do it. Hopefully I’ll have something to show you soon. Happy New Year all.