Hello beautiful,

I’m finding it really difficult to take some time off from the gym. Recently, I woke up with a massive headache, and I think it’s because I’ve just been go, go, go these last couple of weeks—piling on so many new things like singing, piano, and now music theory. It feels like everything is starting to catch up with me. My right shoulder has also been acting up, tense and sore. So I decided to give myself the weekend off from the gym, sleep in, relax, and just do a lot of pointless stuff.

Sometimes I look down at my growing belly and I get the urge to run straight to the gym and lift a few weights, but I know pushing through might just make things worse, so I try to stop myself. Lately I’ve been thinking about how time is really just an illusion—something we invented to keep track of things. And if I give my body 72 hours of full rest, it won’t know the difference. It won’t know it’s been 72 hours. It’ll just know that some time has passed.

Johnny came over today and we played Donkey Kong, then ended up watching some YouTube videos of people singing. Something unexpected happened: we started harmonising together—and it was wonderful. I never thought I’d have the courage or the skill to do it, but I did. I hit the notes, I knew what I was doing, and it felt amazing. All the hard work from these last few weeks of singing lessons finally felt like it was paying off. I know I keep saying this, but now I’m not sure if I want to drop singing after all. I feel like I’m building momentum, and I’m excited to see where it goes. If this is my progress in just a couple of weeks, where will I be in a year’s time?

In other random news, Johnny also let me try his new poppers called Jungle Juice. I’ve tried a lot over the years, but this one was probably the best. I felt it almost instantly, and the high lasted for a good while. I might look into getting some myself.

Things are getting exciting around here. Take care of yourself, buddy. Chat soon xx