042/2024 – “It’s Time To Make Some Little Changes”

Lyrics: “Little Changes” – Frank Turner, 2018

I should right away admit that the title is misleading, because while I’ve been and am making little changes left and right I won’t go into too much detail here today. Not because I don’t want to talk about it, I do. I just realize that I won’t manage to put my thoughts into coherent words tonight. I hope to get around to do that tomorrow.

These past few days I’ve been reading Bryony Gordon’s memoir “Mad Girl” about her OCD and how that affected her life and also the follow up “Glorious Rock Bottom” about her alcohol addiction and recovery. I’m in the middle of her book “There is No Such Thing As Normal” where she sums up what she has learned about mental health and the variety of issues anyone might have to struggle with over a lifetime. I could relate to quite a bit of her experiences so far and also find a lot of what she recommends helpful. More on that tomorrow or later this week, I hope.

But reflecting on things I do and thoughts I think and all that, made me want to try making little changes. For instance: Get more sleep! It’s such an easy thing to do and I still so often haven’t done it. For some reason I need my time in the morning to slowly get started. Which means I need to go to bed earlier than I used to if I want to get the 7-8 hours I need to have a good day the next day. And I definitely need to stop worrying about what it says about me if I go to bed around 9 or 9:30. Says about me to whom? And why should I care? I shouldn’t! That’s the point. I should care so much less about what I think others think of me, because in 99% of the cases, they (who are ‘they’ anyway?) actually don’t give a fuck.

I’m getting there. Slowly.

It’s “Karneval” time in Germany, which means bakeries sell a lot of “Berliner” a special kind of pastry. Don’t ask me why that became a tradition for these days. I don’t like the jam-filled ones much to be honest, but I really enjoy the “kiddie ones” filled with vanilla cream. My breakfast this weekend 🙂

Black mug with FTHC (Album) logo, filled with coffee. Next is a Berliner (pastry) with sugar confetti icing on a green plate
Berliner for breakfast

Last weekend after some errands I went for a 3K run for the first time since mid-December. Go me! Again, inspired by Bryony, who got me into running back in 2018 in the first place, but that’s a whole different story. I managed the whole 3K without having to walk, which was great. Slower that I ran last year, but that’s ok. I had thought about doing that again this morning, but in the end I was a bit too lazy and instead just later went out for sort of a photo walk in a bigger city a short train ride away. I had bought an new wrist strap for my camera and thought I should check how I feel using it before I’ll take it with me to London in a few days time.

Camera with an attached wrist strap
New wrist strap

By the way that’s what train stations in our region look like during Karneval 🙂

floor of a train platform littered with colourful confetti and an empty small bottle of booze
Carnival Remains…

But let’s circle back to speaking about London: I was supposed to leave on Sunday (18th) morning to spend three nights. The main reason was “Operation Mincemeat” (yes, again!) on Tuesday (2oth) afternoon as a long planned outing with some friends. Last Saturday after that run I came home to an email from the Mincemeat Ticket Lottery: “You Won!” WTF?!?!? I never ever win anything. And suddenly I had the chance to buy tickets for £25 instead of 90, but only for shows in the following two weeks up until Saturday 17th. And yes, all the time I was fully aware that paying for a ticket won in the lottery would still mean I’d have to pay extra (for changing my travel plans, additional night etc) and not actually SAVE any money. Did I still go for it? Of course I did. I’m crazy about this show and I need happy thoughts and moments in my life. So I’ll get in my car 24 hours early than planned, and drive to Brussels next Saturday at 3:45 AM to catch the 8:50 AM Eurostar. What did I say about needing more sleep ;-)?

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