…I’m missing Mrs catmann, my new found love. This blog isn’t about her though (well, not entirely). I can summarise what I am missing in three little words…..I’m missing life. You know, normal life. Remember that?
It’s not just me that is fed up. The roads are busier, more people are out and about. I’m not sure people are obeying the lockdown rules. Everyone has had enough. Mental and physical health is suffering.
I remember when the world was normal, when I took everything for granted. Shop’s, restaurants, gyms, cinemas were all open. I could go out on my motorbike for no reason at all. I could breathe fresh air without a mask. I could see my family, I could see my friends, I could live.
The world is smaller than ever before. Everyone has a mobile phone and can call whoever they like wherever they are. You can Skype, zoom, Google hangout, you just can hangout in person. The world is smaller, but empty without physical interaction.
There is a small glimmer of hope. Boris has planned his road map. If the roads in England are anything to go by, it won’t be an easy journey. Roadworks everywhere, pot holes, diversions and delays.
There is a chance I will be able to attend British superbikes this season, maybe a concert, go to the cinema or a meal out. I will be able to go to the gum. I’d be happy just to be able to meet up with friends though. It’s the little things I’m missing.
You all know the original lockdown didn’t start to well for me. This time I am in a better place, a much better place. I worked on myself, I got myself to a good place, a place where I am happy, I’m staying here.
You all know the journey I have been on. Medication, therapy, hypnotherapy. Just because I am in a good place doesn’t mean the journey has ended. To keep myself well is a lifelong commitment. One I am embracing with open arms.
I am very fortunate to have found Mrs catmann. She is an amazing positive influence on my life. She came along at just the right time, when I was finally well. It’s early days, but she makes me very happy. Thank you Mrs catmann.