Brandy Snap!

I’m not like other people. I don’t have thoughts and dialogue constantly pushing and shoving for space and attention inside my skull. Maybe it’s because I’m calm, maybe I’m simple, maybe my brain works fine, it’s just not busy every second of every day like the rest of you. 

I also think I spend a lot of time filling up the space where the thoughts should be with other things. Music, Netflix, books, more Netflix!

I feel like the silence this week has been slowly filling my brain with real thoughts, like a brandy snap slowly being stuffed with cream. Still a bit goopy but they are delicious thoughts regardless. 

This has somewhat left my brandy snap brain in some sort of overloaded confusion...and today the brandy snap got soggy and snapped. This led to a level 5 tantrum, some huffing and puffing, swearing and sulking and a relatively undramatic storm off. 

This trip is meant to be about facing truths, finding truths and embracing truths. I’m not there yet but today my truth was walking around Zara touching all the clothes, followed by a terrifying negotiation to get my fringe cut when neither the hairdresser or I could speak each other’s native tongue and had to use  a series of different chopping gestures to figure it out what was happening. This exchange made me immensely miss my favourite sister-in-law/hairdresser Olivia today (Reuben keep that girl happy I can’t lose her). My fringe was a sort of success, I don’t hate it, but it’s not as good as Olivia’s Liv Hair salon does it!