23 freshly ironed shirts.

Dear Self,

Sometimes when I lose the plot I like to do something mundane and repetitive to help me find it again.

Today I ironed 23 shirts in an attempt to pull it all back together.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t a miracle cure. I took the rest of the day to sort myself out.

It did kick start the process though.

As I ironed I started to see what the persistent worrying thoughts were.

By the end of the shirts I had a list of things to tackle.

And I had 23 shirts ready to wear.

Which is going to be super helpful over the next few weeks.



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Know someone who would appreciate this letter?

What is Dear Self all about?