It was the sort of morning that fills you with resolve to be better at life. You know the type of day I mean – the sun is shining, the sky is blue, and you’re walking through a leafy green park with your tunes blasting through your headphones. It’s a Thursday, which means the working week is almost over, and this weekend you are definitely going to go for a jog – or at least a long walk – and stock the house with vegetables, and write at least 5,000 words of your work in progress, and maybe even do a blog post. Continue reading “Salad Seems To Be The Hardest Word”
