This weekend we reclaimed a weekend from our planned lives and schedules. We postponed a weekend where we needed to be awake and exchanged it for one where we didn’t. So we did this on Saturday:

We also bought a desk for our small room in the flat. It’s been a dumping ground/a laundry room/a book room/a shoe room/a guitar room for the last 3 months. This weekend it was transformed into a study. I’m sitting at the desk right now gazing out of the window at Brighton. This is a space I want to write in, read in and ponder life in. We managed to redeem a weekend and a room all at once.  On the seventh day we rested…