Someone called me resilient today. I found that quite odd. I’ve never viewed myself as resilient, quite the opposite. Personally - I’m a hot mess. However it’s interesting to see another perspective. Sure I’m going through a separation and I’m fine. I’ve been through worse. I see worse every day. I work in Health - indirectly with people with terminal cancers so, I see people cope with way worse. That’s how I cope. If they can cope with what life’s given them - I have no right to complain about my life. Although, I’m human - and naturally, I do.

In other news my long-standing quest to achieve my ABRSm grade 4 piano seems to be taking steps. I just need to keep motivated as - I know it requires what could be described as torture. Supposedly it takes 1000 hours to learn something well. So I just need to put in that time. Into all of it. Regardless of how much at times I’m gunna hate that.