I can hardly sleep. I don’t know if it is the full moon or the fact that we set the alarm for midnight to get up and watch the Socceroos. I also have anxiety coming up around my workshop on Saturday. This always happens before I put myself out there, whether it is speaking or running an event. I hate this feeling. I am trying to be calm. I know the workshop is going to be such a beautiful experience for everyone that attends. I had a practice run two weeks ago, and it went so well. There are three more sleeps until the workshop. I am hoping this anxiety doesn’t hang around until then. I think it comes because I want everything to be perfect. What is perfect though? Why do I think I have to be perfect in every way? I decide to do some breathing exercises and this calms me right down. I am counting every out breath and breathing deeply in and out. Within a few minutes of this I have drifted off. Midnight came and went and we decided on sleep, over football. It was a good thing though as we woke up to the news that we had be beaten by Peru 2 nil and knocked out of the World Cup.
I love you Hamish.
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