Had a good meditation. I love the feeling of my body feeling healthy. My thyroid is healthy. My breasts are healthy. My eyes are clear.

I love coming home to my husband. I love hugging him. I love snuggle up with him. I love him.

Had a good afternoon nap.

Finished my mini holiday. I now know exactly what kind of accommodation I want in the future. A great view is a must!

Went to visit William on my way home. He still remembers me. Still very sweet. I almost wanted to adopt him but I love fostering.

Finished mindhunter. Really enjoyed the show.

Starting my mini holiday and I felt miserable. I keep comparing this accommodation to the previous one. I just love the previous one so much that I feel this one is a bit of let down. I want to be grateful that stay in the moment but my mind keeps wishing that I was back to the previous accommodation. Why couldn’t I just be happy for what I have?

Also, I’m really not sure if I wanna keep learning dancing. I feel like I’ve reached to a point where I wanna try something new. Something entirely different.

Dancing used to make me so happy but not anymore. I keep comparing myself to others and my inner voice keeps saying that no one wants to dance with me. They only say yes because they feel sorry for me. But really, what do I know. I’m not a mind reader and I’ve been making all these thoughts up.

Also, why do I care those who don’t wanna dance with me. Coz there’s people who want to dance with me.

I guess because I feel sorry for the people I don’t wanna dance with.

Anyway, dancing doesn’t make me happy anymore. I think it’s time to part ways.

Attended the workshop today and I couldn’t keep my eyes off that man. I’m struggling as he’s most definitely my type and I don’t think he’s a man who wants to settle. I’m not even sure if he likes me.

Anyway, I found out he lives in Brisbane and has danced for three years.

I also found out that he isn’t interested in me.

Skipped the workshop today and went for the party. I decided to invite others to dance with me instead of sitting around. I had a great time.

I finally danced with the man I like. He asked for another song which made me happy. I also found out he’s attending Bossa but I didn’t quite get his name.

The only reason I like him is because his smile. His smile reminds me of Ben. He isn’t tall at all. I’m so weird sometimes I don’t understand myself.

Finally did our performance. My body basically just took over. I can’t remember if I did this move or that move. I think it was my subconscious mind doing all the moves.

After the performance, I still felt pretty shitty somehow. I thought I’d suddenly be popular and lots of people would invite me to dance but it wasn’t the case.

I saw the man I like. I so wanted to dance with him but seeing him dance with other girls made me nervous and inadequate. He’s such a good dancer. I’m gonna fail him.

So tired from all the training.

Thank you body for being healthy. Thank you thyroid for being healthy. Thank you breasts for being healthy.

Thanks my wonderful husband for taking care of twins so I can rest. He’s the sweetest!