While I’m Alive...

My original plan was to take a photo every day for a year. A fun lockdown project.

Then I got postnatal depression. And anxiety. And anaemia. Then the anaemia turned out to be fibromyalgia.

I don’t know what the rest of the year is going to look like, but I got this in the post today (made by the partner of one of my best friends) and tiny changes seems like as good a place to start as any.