What a weekend that was.

Oyé was amazing.

Newen Afrobeat (from Chile) were amazing, among others, and the vibes were boss.

As well being in some fantastic company too.

Definitely not alone.

Yet at times feeling the bliss of solitude and nature.

The best of all worlds.

Enjoying being with new and old friends (and family).

I’m trying to be more vulnerable.

I’m far from perfect and I know it, trying to self improve and be there for people.

Yet whilst being free, I know this is a time for enjoyment (as much and when possible, especially after the tough times of the lockdowns, a time for me (doing things I can do again and new things too, I think she is with me, on some level).

And this isn’t an IDLES rip off hopefully (but they have definitely entered my consciousness or sub conciousness, and I do these as an outlet, I don’t even care if they (these stream of conciousness things) are rubbish.

I’m trying to care less about the little silly things (letting my hair down, literally and metaphorically)

Whilst still caring about the silly stuff a bit too.

I’m trying to be more daring.

Whilst being caring.

I’m trying to be raw and honest.

Whilst being mysterious and part of the crowd (regardless of how few or how many may be in it).

I’m trying to be myself.

Whilst still being easy going.

I’m trying to explore.

I’m trying to (self) explore.

I’m trying to be free (and I’m feeling liberated).

I’m trying to be modern and yet having family values.

Maybe I’m trying to be all things to all men and women.

I’m trying to not keep saying the same things.

I’m trying to have something real.

What am I doing, where am I going, what do I want (sometimes I don’t know, but things are getting better, too right lid/darlin’)

But I’m trying to be focused.

But I’m having fun.

When I can.

But sometimes you have to chill.

Let it spill.

Let things out.

Let emotions out.

Let off some steam.

This is me.

I’m showing you me.

I’m being me.

A new me.

Self love is important.

But it’s a fine line.

I suppose.

Who knows.

Empathy is important.

Community, togetherness and strength in numbers are important.

I think it’s a fine line between enjoying your own company and feeling lonely.

But I don’t feel lonely.

I feel something special.

Appreciation.

Excitement.

Newness (yes, new ness)

Bare feet on grass is symbolic of a new dawn.

For me at least.

In a funny (almost quite literally) sort of way.

I am vulnerable (emotionally).

And it’s great.

Keep jammin’.

Feel the soul.

The connection(s).

The cultures.

The beats.

The languages.

The smiles.

The laughs.

The imperfections (perfectionism is dull anyway)

The funk.

The excitement.

The calmness.

It’s all a bit yin and yang.

Feel the joy (it is an act of resistance, in the words of IDLES).

Feelings (it’s human nature).

Feeling the vibes.

Feel the atmosphere.

Feel the sounds.

They say dance like no one is watching.

Well I write like no one is reading (I don’t think that many are, but I do it anyway).

See the vibrancy.

Hear the artists.

Feel the euphoria.