I Secretly Want a Makeover (And the Shock of the iPad Mirror)
I rarely admit this out loud, but somewhere in my late fifties, I want a makeover.
The Thoughts We Rarely Admit
Looking back at the arc of our life choices, the compromises we’ve made, and making peace with the paths we walked down or walked past.
I rarely admit this out loud, but somewhere in my late fifties, I want a makeover.
You have the evidence. You’ve done hard things before. So what’s keeping you contained?
Twenty years of reliable hard work. Still living paycheque to paycheque. Something doesn’t add up.
Lost after a major life change? An ancient Japanese mindset might be exactly what helps.
Weighing up a return to the UK, a clash over a motorcycle reminded me of something important.
Skip the big goals this year. Small daily steps are enough to keep you moving forward.
At 57, I’ve never bought a new vehicle. Admitting that brought something unexpected back.
Strip away the bills and the budget anxiety. What would you actually choose to do with your days?
At 3am I wasn’t stressed. I was awake because I’m still addicted to hope at nearly sixty.