February Forgetfulness

Half-Term Did it Again

Hello Friends,

Happy Friday,

So, half-term got the better of me and I just remembered 45 minutes ago that it’s Friday today.

I was going to re-post the letter from this time last year only to realise that this time last year I had also forgotten to write a letter and had to resort to a repost from the year before. I don’t know what it is exactly about the February half-term that leads to extreme forgetfulness, but it’s clearly a thing.

I hate when I completely forget things. It triggers my critical voice. The one that’s screams ‘Why are you SO scatty. What’s wrong with you’.

I just finished Cloud Cuckoo Land by Anthony Doerr (which is incredible, and which you should 100% add to your reading list) and this line, unsurprisingly, spoke to something deep within me:

‘Why is it so hard to transcend the identities assigned to us when we were young?’

I like to think that we are not destined to be the same person we were at 10, at 18 or even yesterday – but the annoying mean-girl that trolls my brain is always quick to say otherwise.

I couldn’t bring myself to re-post 2024’s mid-February dispatch again so that’s it for today.

Wishing you all a wonderful weekend and see you next week.

Becca x

P.S. Said forgetfulness means I had to write this on my phone so who knows what formatting has ended up like. It’s been a good experiment though, in embracing good is good enough and a middle finger to the mental mean-girl who insists that only perfection will do.