My catalogue of embarrassing social misdemeanours.

 My catalogue of embarrassing social misdemeanours. Drawing Luke Hockley.

My catalogue of embarrassing social misdemeanours. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

This morning I noticed myself visiting my personal catalogue of embarrassing social misdemeanours.

Little things I’ve said that I really wished I hadn’t, awkward moments I’ve created for no particular reason, public gaffs…I seem to have quite a knack for storing and recalling these little treats.

It’s not the first time I’ve noticed this.

Today, however, I noticed something new.

I became curious about why I was visiting this unhelpful catalogue today, of all days.

Why? Well, I’ve had a big few days. Long days, lots of energy and fun and deep thinking and performing. I was on show, to be frank, in front of people a lot and, largely, I think this went very well.

Today I am tired. Not exhausted, just a little weary. And I don’t have to be on show today. I can refill the well. And I think, for some reason, the ‘day after’ is the day I will habitually visit this catalogue to beat myself up with.

I’ve decided to stop that malarkey.

Not today.

Today I’m going to enjoy doing whatever I want to do.

Love

Luke

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Day 961