There’s a definite shift in the air now.
The mornings are colder, the kind that make you hesitate before getting out of bed, and the days aren’t carrying that same heat they were just weeks ago.
You can feel the season turning, even if it’s subtle.
Good Friday is only two weeks away, and with it comes the school holidays.
I’ve already decided I’m taking the full two weeks off.
No juggling, no trying to be everywhere at once, no stretching myself thin.
Just time to breathe, to be present, and to let things settle a little.
Fridays have always been my favourite workday.
There’s something about them, quiet sense of wrapping things up, of knowing there’s a pause just ahead.
Today feels like that, but more than usual.
Like I’m already stepping into that break, even if it’s still a couple of weeks away.
Sometimes you don’t realise how much you need a stop until you can see one coming.
The Lady in the Back Row 