don't confess

Day One (and Three Four Nine left) It's all about adaptation. Everyone always asks the same questions, adapt your answers to their phrasing, and no one realises you're saying the exact same thing you said last time, or the exact same thing someone else just said. Add an upbeat tone, nod, smile, flip... Sign in to see full entry.

Day One (I Cannot Let go of Day 62, 2010) He was my saviour. He was something I had been looking for, for a really long time. Someone who didn't see me like that. Its strange the things we cling to when we have nothing else, this week has been one filled with people I thought I had put behind me. As... Sign in to see full entry.

Day One (has turned into Day Fourty Five of 2010) I have been feeling pretty sick lately. Not sick, I have flu and should go to the doctors, but weary. My little body is tired. I have been on repeat, repeat, repeat. Every call I get has the same number, with a different question. Five minutes after... Sign in to see full entry.

Day One (with Three Hundred and Fifty Eight to go) I used to write about everything. Literally. I would trim my hair and five hundred words would flow easily. I remembered everything and step by step, each detail from the smell of the wet hair to the sound if the dryer were the most interesting... Sign in to see full entry.

Day One (and Three Hundred and Fifty Nine to go) It seems like last year is still haunting me, we had Christmas pudding and custard for breakfast, but were too engrossed in No Ordinary Family to notice that the water had all evaporated and the packaging melted. The pan was lined with a thick coating... Sign in to see full entry.

Day One (with Three Hundred and Sixty to go) New year, nothing changes. There is this guy. He is a few years younger, and his mentality, quite a few younger than that so it is sometimes difficult to work with... Not by any means is he challenged, he merely acts very childishly. Which on any given... Sign in to see full entry.

Day One (with Three Hundred and Sixty One to go) I feel like there should be something new, something different or something I should change. Each day as it's own is good in theory, but when each day is as slow as the one before, there is no excitement, no intrigue and nothing to keep me here. It... Sign in to see full entry.

Day One (with Three Hundred and Sixty Two to go) My first day off in the new year, was spent doing laundry, watching vampire diaries and intermittently napping. I bought a winter coat in anticipation for New York, and we booked the Hotel. I have needed a new winter coat since the first snow fall of... Sign in to see full entry.

Day One (with Three Hundred and Sixty Three to go) Finally. After months of pondering and deliberating we booked tickets for New York. I'm planning, organizing and creating an itinerary. This, in itself worries me marginally... makes me feel aged. Where a carefree spirit led me into dangerous... Sign in to see full entry.

Day One With clean sheets, a clean slate. With 4 hours sleep, 12 hours in 5 inch heels feels more like 48 hours; coming to an end of Day One of a year with only Day Ones to come. Instead of treating each day as an extension of its predecessor, I will treat each day as its own. In theory, there will... Sign in to see full entry.