Tired

I long for sleep.

Dear Self,

I long for sleep.

It’s not far away now, but oh…how I am looking forward to it.

Sometimes sleep can be a little elusive, but not tonight.

Tonight, I can feel the edges of it wrapping over me already.

What a treasure sleep is.

Love

Luke

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I’m done, I’m really done.

I’m done, I’m really done. Drawing Luke Hockley.

I’m done, I’m really done. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I’m done, I’m done, I’m really done.

I wish there was something more here, something profound and interesting, some reflection that would give me some blinding insight into the world and leave me feeling clearer and better about things.

But there is not.

I am done.

Love

Luke

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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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A long day?

A long day. Drawing Luke Hockley.

A long day. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

My taxi driver just asked me if I had had a long day.

I’d been sitting there scrolling quietly through social media (Ew, right? I’m that guy?), I didn’t feel like it had been a particularly long day…

I looked up and said that I’d been on the go since 6 am…

He looked at me shocked and said…

“It’s 11pm, that's 17 hours. That’s a long day”

I realised there was a reason I was feeling a bit tired!

But also, in my defence your honour, I did all the things today. It was a full day, but full of all the things you want your day full of. I did some writing, I did some working, I hung out with a friend and did some moving, I helped some people make some art.

It was a full, but satisfying, long day.

Love

Luke

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The wall.

The wall. Drawing Luke Hockley

The wall. Drawing Luke Hockley

Dear Self,

The wall is the wall is the wall.

Once it is reached, or rather, once it is hit…there’s not much to do other than go easy and be kind.

Love

Luke

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Every precious moment.

Every precious moment. Drawing Luke Hockley

Every precious moment. Drawing Luke Hockley

Dear Self,

I know, I know it is such an outrageous cliché…but at the moment I am intensely aware of every precious moment that I have.

I’m curious about how to both be light and not let anything slip through my fingers.

How to experience everything, but not strangle it with a focus that is too intense.

Life is a gift. I want to experience that gift, but not spend nights sleepless around what I am experiencing.

There is something important going on for me about living it to the full in the day time and then sleeping soundly each evening.

I sleep much better than I used to. But I notice that when I am deep in a new adventure, when I am learning and discovering something about the world and how I want to be in it, that I can get restless at night.

I’d like to live my life to its edges. Which means hitting the pillow and sleeping soundly.

I think that’s my new goal.

Love

Luke

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Sleep is calling.

Sleep is calling. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Sleep is calling. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Sleep is calling.

After a very unproductive night last night…now it is calling me.

I hope to hit the pillow and be out like a light.

I’m ready to turn this day over and start a fresh.

Love

Luke

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The metronome.

The metronome. Drawing Luke Hockley.

The metronome. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

When my world view is most mushy and my perspective is skewed towards the negative it is valuable for me to keep doing the things that I usually do to keep the ship afloat.  

Writing this daily letter, moving everyday, going to the gym, connecting with other humans, doing the dishes, tidying up, singing and playing music... 

But, at these very moments, I don’t want to. 

I will do anything to avoid the very things that refill me.  

Why!? 

What on earth is going on here?  

During these times I like to think of my self care activities as a metronome. I just do them. Regardless of how it feels or if I feel like it. I do one thing and then just do the next thing and then the next thing. 

Eventually I look up and fee the joy of it all again. 

Eventually.  

Love  

Luke.  

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Ready for bed.

Ready for bed. Drawing Luke Hockley.  

Ready for bed. Drawing Luke Hockley.  

Dear Self,

I wish I wouldn’t wait until Ten o’clock at night to write to you.

I much rather start the day visiting myself, rather than ending it that way.

Why, I wonder?

What on earth is wrong with visiting myself at the end of the day?

I think I just have this idea that if I write to you in the morning then I have succeeded.

Also, by ten at night I’m ready for bed.

Maybe that’s the real problem.

I’m done.

Love

Luke

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Staying well.

Staying well. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Staying well. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I have the opportunity to stay well over the next few days.

I can feel how easy it would be to ‘push’ myself to do all the things I have on my plate…equally I can feel how lightly I could do all these things.

I think the light version has more potential for long term wellness.

So, let’s do that one…ok?

Love

Luke

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