I used to think that my lack of a plan was some kind of failing. Or that it was some kind of self defence mechanism. If I didn't have a plan I couldn't fail and I would never be disappointed.
Tag: Joy
Where is the joy?
As adults play becomes less acceptable and becomes lost in the detritus of life, but having read around the topic for the past couple of weeks I can see how important it is, and particularly what a difference it makes to me and my engagement with the world.
It's a Wonky Life 