I’ve eaten well at home. Hot drinks are my lunch – the one or two I can have before/during a shift – maybe an other one if I’m lucky – I’m not working down a mine though & there’s people worse off.

I’m not spending money on food/drink too readily – during this cost of living crisis – I am a bit but I’m picking my moments – I’ll get by until tonight.

Plus this is my way of rebelling & appreciating what I’ve got even more so – I’m lucky compared to many – but it’s all relative right. So I appreciate what I have & I’m trying to utilise it well – whilst moving forward – and making things happen.

It doesn’t mean I’m always 100 % disciplined or crying poverty per se – because I’m not – I’m getting some de ja vu here but there we are. I might be writing this to make myself better or to reinforce positivity – who knows eh – whatever works though to get me through my shift this afternoon. I’m high on peace so it’ll be sound. REBEL.