Dale Dale!

I think its time. Time to revitalize, restart, reboot. To push myself - to stop worrying, fretting and fussing and just DO. I truly believe that we are often paralysed by our own inactivity, convincing ourselves that we can't, so we don't - fulfilling the prophecy again and again. Maybe this can be a space where I force myself to write, about stuff that fires me: feminism and trying to be a good person. About stuff that people have created that makes me laugh or cry or think: TV shows and books and smoked salmon bagels. About the frivolous and the fortuitous: space phenomena, songs and salty liquorice. To stop relentlessly self - editing and self censoring, to stop trying to make everything palatable and right. So that sometimes things may be awkward and sit badly - but as Dustin Hoffman once drove home we are "flawed, flawed, flawed". So I'm going to try anyway.