28/02/2026
February ✌🏼
The best part of my year so far? Flying to the UK to surprise my parents for my Dads birthday.
I almost didn’t go. I’d already clocked 8 flights in 6 weeks, 10 in 7 felt illegal to my nervous system.
But the potential fomo spoke louder than the travel fatigue, so off I went.
Elite decision. 4th slide.
There’s nothing like being around the love of family always, but especially when you need it most. It was such a healing five days.
We laughed, we (mostly me) cried, we took mini adventures, ate our body weight in pancakes for pancake day and watched movies whilst doing puzzles.
Even without any doing, quality time is the greatest gift.
Simply wholesome. 10/10 recommended healing strategy.
The month I hit burnout in a big way. But also the month that the universe said “here’s a ridiculous amount of love to balance it out.”
And if you’re planning to come say hi to me at home any time soon, you’ll be greeted by an inquisitive red dragonfly who has claimed residency at my front door. He’s either trying to come inside or keeping guard or both. Either way, he’s my little messenger, we’re buddies now and I call him, Wingman.
Soooo…how is it March tomorrow? Who authorised this?