When I walk past the ‘Storyboat’ I got sad. I guess I was already sad. I’m not the best at being alone. But I was thinking about the festivals that are held by the people on the ‘Storyboat’ and that the government has decided only to give money to the big annual celebration of our freedom this year and not to the cultural small interesting one where people dance or perform and you can put money into a hat if you think it was worth some money and can decide how much you put in. The performances are original, thrilling, something you can be part of. I once performed as a dancer. I once saw a beautiful act with a prop made out of metal. I once was part of a Ceiligh. Singing in a circle, surrounded by hay. Even if I wouldn’t be part of the performances or go watch them, it makes me sad that they won’t be here anymore. I started considering giving my own money. And then I thought maybe they can repay me by helping me write my own book. But yeah it was just a thought.

I have fond memories of the ‘Storyboat’. It’s where I met one of my best friends. We both followed a course in creative writing. He had a full time job. I might had to be a nanny one time a week. But he never saw me as anything less. He valued our friendship I suppose. I took him jamming. He would watch me perform. I’d sing or play drums. Not that I was any good at it but I really enjoyed it. Now he studies philosophy and I study English. Now I’m really busy. He’s less busy but he has new hobbies like playing piano. He’s just always so calm. He’s been a figure to look up to for me. Just trying to make the best out of it. He’s says he’s a loner but I think he’s social and I’m so lucky to have him. He’s a light in my life. When I felt really down, he would come over and talk to me. He always calls me back. He’s got my back and he is a loyal friend. He lost his girlfriend this year and I tried to sing don’t worry be happy dor him and I played it really really badly for him on the guitar. He appreciated it. It’s not his best year but he’ll be fine. I’ve known him for about 7 years and he is the most capable and stable person I’ve met. He always thinks in options. At least when it comes to advising me. I just love him so much.

I’ve spent today alone. I went out for a walk. Helped a old lady cross the street. We smiled at each other. Ingot take out for one which made me feel even lonelier. But I was really proud for going out and just enjoying my surroundings. Water, pretty lights. People walking around. I should be scared of the water I suppose. It’s going to overflow soon and I live on the ground level. Well, we’ll see what happens I suppose. I might be able to go somewhere else… Let’s just hope it’s not necessary.

For now I am actually looking forward to New Year’s Eve. Not to the cleaning up pet beforehand or afterwards but I am looking forward to having my friends over.

I enjoyed yesterday. A friend and I went to the bookstore and I got a beautiful copy of Aesop’s fables. I used to watch this magician on YouTube and after his trick he would read a fable. So, I saw the book and bought it. I love reading to others. My mom used to do it for me. She would also come up with her own stories. Maybe, even if I don’t raise my own children, I might have influenced others in a good way. By going on group holidays or on my own to the park or by showing my students several books they can read or by listening to others.

Everyone makes an impact. I am quite a good listener. Maybe one day I still need to become an interviewer. I love listening to people and their stories.

What’s your story? I hope you are at a good place. Until next time! X