In this second lockdown, I have often felt like I was waiting. Needless to say, I do not like waiting. It makes me feel helpless. Waiting.
Waiting that I could get my old life back, with dancing and travelling and meeting friends for coffee.π
Waiting that the borders can be crossed easily with no tests and I can see my parents and my sister – and her cute little kitten.πΊπ»
Waiting that the schools open again so I can have my real job back, the one with people and emotions and without my screen.π€ I miss how humour and spontanity can make a lesson great, I miss my students.π€
Waiting that politicians agree on a plan, something to hold onto. Something that tells me that Christmas together is gonna be possible.π
To be honest, I am so done waiting. ππ Instead, I have been trying to focus on what I can actually do. I can still create, right? Create each day for myself so it is still mine.π
I can decide how to spend my freetime with the little freedom on my hands. Consequently, I have been going for walks a lot to soak up some sunshine and positive energy. I have been writing. Grumpily, I have learned new online teaching methods which are fun, hopefully. Moreover, I have been into handicrafts again, creating self-made cards for birthdays. In the mornings, I have been doing empowering yoga practises, and I have been cuddling with my cats and boyfriend a lot, feeling loved and supported.π

See, virus, see hesitating politicians. See november blues!
Love, create, smile. Hope this post made you smile, too. βπ