Did I sleep at all last night? I just kept replaying different aspects of yesterdays’ ride in my head over and over. I felt sick at the thought of ever having to get back on that motorbike. It was not even the thought of riding the bike, just managing to exit the car park of the hotel in the morning. Continue reading
Its September and I am two months into an extended break from full time work. My last day at work was July, the day before my birthday. My first real day of my extended break was my birthday (happy birthday to me I guess).
The length of my break is undetermined and it might depend on my finances because this extended break is completely self-funded. A mental health day just wasn’t going to cut it, I wanted a proper break. Continue reading