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Tuesday, 30 May 2017

"Like, Realising Stuff"

Untitled When I was 8 years old I wanted to marry this boy in my village. When I was 12, I wanted to be a backing dancer for Britney Spears. And when I went off to university I wanted to land a high flying magazine job in London the minute I got that degree.

I didn't marry the boy, and I unlike the millions of girls out there, don't really want to get married full stop. Britney Spears never came knocking on my door to audition and I've been working in Manchester for 5 years. I can tell I really banged on about the London dream, as to this day my friends and family question when I'm going to go get it.

Through the make ups and the break ups and the good and bad times life throws at us, what I have learnt to long for is less. Don't get me wrong, if Jo Elvin were to offer me my dream job tomorrow, I'd snatch her hand off, but you get to a certain point in your life when you're content, when you've found that balance and that you couldn't imagine looking elsewhere or longing for anything else.

The older I get, the more I feel life is flying by. Some friends I only see twice a year through busy schedules, work, families and partners but that's also the beauty of life, being able to pick up where you left off but always being there, if not physically but mentally. Whilst I love my life, at the start of this year I reevaluated where I was placing my time. My working day is long, my blog was ticking over nicely, social media scheduled and my social calendar bursting. Yet my relationships dwindled and as soppy as it sounds, what's your life if you're not sharing it with someone or interacting with others? I love blogging and social media but I love my real life more - which sounds ridiculous and this isn't me waving goodbye to the way of life I've known for 5 years but just me, as this post and the internet phrase goes: "like realising stuff."

They say you make time for the people you want in your life and I'm sure exactly who 'they' are but they're right.

You can never get time back so make the most of it. Spend it the right way with just how you want to spend it. My close friend repeatedly hinted at me that I'm always "so busy" and that "we never see you." I think that also made me, like, realise stuff. I won't lie, I'm still pretty bad at texting back but some things don't change.

Some of the best times of your life will be doing the most mundane things. Like lying in bed the morning after laughing at the memories you made last night or just walking in silence with someone you're comfortable doing that with.

Cut out the material, the want for more, the bad people that you no longer need that perhaps are weighing you down or any situation that adds a cloud to your life.

A friend of mine came up to me the other day afraid to text this guy she liked because she was told to "never double text." Life's too short for sh** like that. Send a million texts, well not quite, otherwise you WILL run out of time but you get where I'm going with this. Don't waste time playing it cool or even if your job if it doesn't make you excited anymore, don't waste time staying. Don't do what others do or what you've been told you should do. Listen to your gut and always always, follow your heart instead of your head. Mistakes shape us, lessons make us wiser and you'll realise stuff. You only get one life and you owe it to yourself to live it to the fullest. If you're not laughing out loud everyday - change something. Anyone who makes me laugh is in my circle of trust immediately.

Do things that scare you, push yourself, love, laugh and live every moment. Never stop growing and declutter your life of anything that hinders your path. Choose quality over quantity and go out and make memories. So if you see my posts dropping, that's why. I never want to put a post on here I'm not proud or happy with and right now, my mind's in other places. I'm fixing my offline life for a bit and I'm realising stuff.

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