It took many weeks of lockdown for me to reach a point where I felt aligned with the slower pace of life; with spending time at home, with only my partner and children. These things I had actually been dreading when we first learned of the lockdown, but then came to treasure as the things I had really been craving all along.
The photo I am submitting is called “every day I get a little bit more ‘fuck it!’”.
On this day, at 3pm, I opened a can of gin and tonic, took a book, and sat in the garden…and felt released from the compulsion to always be busy.
This journey took 8 weeks.