04/12/2025
This morning’s lesson in “personal growth I didn’t ask for but here we are”…
…courtesy of the 1130 train to Manchester. 🚆✨
I walked on with a reserved seat, feeling very smug and organised… only to find my table completely full.
Absolutely rammed.
And the people sat there?
Let’s just say… not the type I fancied tapping on the shoulder before lunch.
Old me would’ve stood my ground, pointed out my seat number and probably thrown in a full TED Talk on why reservations exist for a reason.
Instead, I heard myself mutter:
“I guess I’m not sitting in my own seat then…”
(This is British for: “I’m furious but I’m also too tired for confrontation.”)
And then… I just walked on.
Found another seat.
Sat down.
Exhaled.
And you know what?
It felt… strangely freeing.
Not everything needs a battle.
Not every moment needs me to prove a point.
Sometimes peace tastes better than being right — especially when I’m on my way to Christmas markets with my mum and a gorgeous catch-up with my boys. 🎄💕
Tiny win.
Tiny reminder.
Not every wobble needs to knock your day off track.
Sometimes it’s okay to roll your eyes, mutter under your breath, and keep walking.
Phoenix energy, even on the train. 🔥🫶
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