Phew! I’ve made it to the attic this morning. I’m feeling good about that because it was touch and go for a while.

I’m still feeling a bit down after the events of yesterday and when I awoke I started to look at the content of my thinking. Before I knew it I was analysing my feelings looking for a way to explain them and feeling even worse. I felt tempted to go back to bed and read my book and found myself giving myself permission to do so. Nothing wrong with that but I knew I didn’t really want to.

This is an old habit.

I used to think that if I could understand why I was feeling a certain way I could do something that would change the feeling. Now I know that I don’t have to wait. I can do something despite the feeling and, at some point, the feeling will pass. Simple as.

I asked myself “if you didn’t feel this way what do you imagine you might be doing today”? Making a book was the answer.

I’ve been messing around on the periphery of handmade books for sometime now. I’ve been getting ready to get ready. Another old habit!

I’ve watched some videos, looked at tools, picked up materials and put them down again. I’ve spent ages looking for information on how to do it (right?).

Today, gently, I will make a book.

I don’t know how to.

I don’t know what it will look like.

I do know where it will start . . . with a recycled board game.

(And just so I don’t faff about trying to choose the right one, I’ll use the 3rd from the top). Ha, ha!

Let the making commence!

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