I was looking through a log I'd kept two years ago while doing therapeutic fasting to kick Long Covid, and for the meals during my adjustment to normal eating thereafter.

It was a nice reminder of how I'd been living at my kindest to myself.

After a year of reduced living, I need to rebuild that way of being. Aim to believe in a future, and act like it here and now.

Not easy, when there's strange comfort in routines for coping, rather than thriving.

But something to strive for, all the same.