02/09/2026
I woke up with the doom cloud hanging over my head.
Third night in a row weâd been woken up at 4am by someoneâs faulty alarm going off.
So yeah. I was pi**ed off.
But hereâs what Iâve noticed.
When youâve spent years carrying every bit of s**t thatâs happened to you, one more thing can feel like the final straw.
Itâs not just the alarm.
Itâs the alarm, plus everything else youâve been carrying.
The resentment.
The worry.
The fear.
The feeling that life is against you.
Everything gets piled on top of everything else.
But when youâve dealt with your own s**t, something happens.
Life can still throw s**t at you.
You just donât have a mountain of it already sitting there.
So this morning was s**t.
I was pi**ed off.
And then I got up, got ready and went for a walk.
Because you can have a bad morning without having a bad day. â¨