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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Enough, enough, enough.

Enough, enough, enough. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Enough, enough, enough. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I have enough.

I have enough of all the things I need.

I’d like to look at the world and remember that.

It’s very easy to forget.

Very easy.

Love

Luke

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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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A total mess.

A total mess. Drawing Luke Hockley.

A total mess. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

A tidy house can, disturbingly quickly, become a total mess.

Or, rather, my tidy house can transform into hellish piles of I don’t know what rather quickly.

Or, better still, I can turn my tidy house into piles of my mess at a rate of knots.

Better I own all that, otherwise I’ll never do anything about it.

Love

Luke

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The upside.

The upside. Drawing Luke Hockley.

The upside. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

The upside of a very hectic few weeks is that being on the other side of all that busyness can feel amazing. 

Love

Luke.  

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Day 1,297

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Exercise is a miracle.

Exercise is a miracle. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Exercise is a miracle. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Exercise is a miracle.

Exercise with a mate is pure magic.

I am in an intense week this week and pushed through a wall to get to the gym with my mate Nick.

I can not explain how good it was. How much it helped me feel like a human!

Exercise is a miracle!

Love

Luke

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Day 1,296

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The easy road home.

The easy road home. Drawing Luke Hockley.

The easy road home. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

It feels like there is a possibility I won’t get this letter written today. 

Its late in the day. I’ve been on the road since 6am. And I have nothing, absolutely nothing of any value to say to myself. 

Hang on.  

That can’t be true. 

How about...sometimes its ok to take the easy road home. 

Love  

Luke.  

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I feel sadness.

I feel sadness. Drawing Luke Hockley.

I feel sadness. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I feel sadness. 

A little weight that I’m carrying.

Where joy and lightness normally live.

It’s a little heavy.

But it’s okay.

I’m happy enough to carry a little sadness.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,294

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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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Day 1,293

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The only way to find out is to ask.

The only way to find out is to ask. Drawing Luke Hockley.

The only way to find out is to ask. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Sometimes I have imaginary conversations with people in my life.

It’s usually when things haven’t gone well, or I haven’t heard from someone in a long time and I seem to be trying to fill in the gap of what the other person might be thinking.

The problem with these thought experiments is that, even though I’m in charge of both sides of the conversation, I can find myself believing the other person has said or at least thinks the things I have imagined they are thinking or saying.

Of course, none of this is real. I am filling a gap here by making up both sides of the conversation.

The only way to find out what someone is thinking is to ask them.

Love

Luke

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