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A week to remember

This was a week to remember. It was my first holiday on my own with C. On my own is obviously an over-statement as I never really accomplish that state (nor would I want to). But it was the most I spent with myself or doing things for myself rather than for others. Even though I had a full schedule I focused. True, there were other things I would have liked to do, many people I would have liked to see. But all in all I did a few good things and I focus on this nice and unusual feeling of satisfaction. Being on my own forced me to decide what I wanted to do and blame only me if I did not do it. And that seriously improves the usual negative feeling of flying time.
S continues to wait for me to change my skype 'status'. It is interesting how the few years we spent in London together make it so easy for her to know what's going on without explanation. My status says 'Sara is always fighting time'. What an irony. Truth be said I wrote that years ago and never really use skype anymore. But still I don't feel like I will yet change it. Still holds truth though I am focused on reducing the importance of the word fight. 
As I read through Dan's Summer update, I know it is not just me. He says he has made progress fighting his inner critic. And that he argues with the negativity of his inner self to be more confident about his choices. I would not have put it better. i may wonder about the choices I did this week, but I thought them through and all of them have a reason to be. I just have to remember that. 

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