Expectation

Doing the thing.

Dear Self,

Just doing what needs to be done.

No more.

Just lifting the weight that is in front of me.

Not telling myself how heavy it is.

Not worrying I can’t make it.

Not talking myself out of being able to do it.

Just looking at the thing and doing the thing that needs to be done.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,309

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I lack perfection.

I lack perfection. Drawing Luke Hockley.

I lack perfection. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I lack perfection.

I don’t know why this comes as a surprise to me.

Over and over again.

I’ve always lacked perfection.

It’s never been any different.

Would I even like how perfection felt if I did, miraculously, achieve it?

I don’t think I am actually in pursuit of ‘perfection’.

I hand sew things because I love the imperfection of it…but I do try and sew as perfectly as I can…whilst choosing contrasting fabrics and cotton that highlight any imperfections that exist.

Hmmm.

It’s imperfections in my personality that I find the hardest to manage.

I appreciate how my hand sewn imperfections can be endearing…but my quirks of personality?

I find those much harder to highlight and embrace.

Could I, possibly, highlight and embrace all the things that make me imperfect?

It sounds good in theory, but the reality…

I wonder.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,301

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All the things.

All the things. Drawing Luke Hockley.

All the things. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I just need to do all the things.

Be here, right here.

Imagine the future and set up the things that need to be set up to make it possible.

Be grateful for the past and all that I have because of the things, good and bad, that I have experienced.

That’s all.

I just need to do all the things.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,299

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Fingers crossed.

Fingers crossed. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Fingers crossed. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

A picture is emerging.

Slowly but with a certain clarity and purpose, it is unveiling itself.

I don’t want to call it too early, don’t want to jinx things…but I can feel something is forming.

Fingers crossed.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,287

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Grab the baton and run.

Grab the baton and run. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Grab the baton and run. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I remember running relays when I was a kid.

I don’t think I was particularly good at it or anything…but I really liked that feeling of someone running towards me with the baton, my only job was to be ready to grab the baton, run and then cleanly hand that baton on to the next person.

Any double guessing or mucking around at the moment the baton was coming towards me was futile and, quite possibly, a dangerous distraction.

Just be ready, run in rhythm with the person carrying the baton, reach back and grab that baton and run.

Right now, I think I might benefit from this approach in my life.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,284

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Craving sleep.

Craving sleep. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Craving sleep. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I’m carrying the weight of expected sleep around with me.

I’ve had a pretty big weekend (Campfire last night) and didn’t quite get the sleep I need last night.

Which makes me tired, pleasantly tired, right about now.

I spent the afternoon watching TV that I didn’t really need to watch so that I could drift in and out of snoozing.

I can’t wait to hit the pillow to get my hands on some of that sleep that I am craving.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,272

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Some simple things.

Some simple things. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Some simple things. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Some simple things.

The condensation on the inside of the kitchen window.

Putting a log of wood into the fire.

The sound of the heater.

Thick socks on a cold morning.

A stack of clean dishes waiting to be put away.

This week’s food cooked in a day.

Doing the next thing on the list.

Writing my daily letter.

Some simple things.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,266

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Anticipation.

Anticipation. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Anticipation. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Before the thing happens there is all the thinking about the thing.

The good and the bad.

The expectations and hope.

The anticipation.

Even though the thing, in the end, is never much like all the thinking thought it might be like…the thinking is still an important part of the thing.

The anticipation makes up a part of what the thing is and will become.

That’s just the way it is.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,218

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A big week.

A big week. Drawing Luke Hockley.

A big week. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

It's a big week coming up…I think I can skip over this kind of information, until it is too late.

But it’s worth stopping for a moment and acknowledging that things are going to be busy.

Right.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,209

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Delicate recovery.

Delicate recovery. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Delicate recovery. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Delicate recovery.

Kindness.

Slowly creeping closer to awake.

Revived.

Tip toe.

Step by step.

Alive.

Listening.

Growing towards the light.

Gentle, gentle, gentle.

Love

Luke

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