Had some great news yesterday that a friend's Grandma's surgery went well. That cheered me up. And next week i'm off on holiday to the Lake District. I'm staying at a different hostel every night, and even though my ankle is still technically broken, i'm going to do loads of walking and exploring. A little pain never hurt anyone, right? :)
As well as walking i'm planning on taking a new journal and trying my hand at writing a new story while i'm out and about. Could be interesting as my handwriting is so terrible, but i did manage it when drunk/hungover in Hamburg!
Below are pictures of one of the hostels i'm staying at (Black Sail), and it
"What you should not do, I think, is worry about the opinion of anyone beyond your friends. You shouldn’t worry about prestige. Prestige is the opinion of the rest of the world.
Prestige is like a powerful magnet that warps even your beliefs about what you enjoy. It causes you to work not on what you like, but what you’d like to like.
Prestige is just fossilized inspiration. If you do anything well enough, you’ll make it prestigious. Plenty of things we now consider prestigious were anything but at first. Jazz comes to mind—though almost any established art form would do. So just do what you l