With 21 June marking not only the International Day of Yoga, but also the Northern Hemisphere’s summer solstice, how are you going to make the most of the longest day of the year?
Given a sunny afternoon off, most people would head to the beach, chill with mates, maybe catch up on the mundane essentials like washing up and paying bills. Well, not me: I booked a skydive for tomorrow.
Having just ended a long term relationship three months before turning 30 and finding myself alone in a town I never envisioned staying in for six months, let alone five years, I couldn’t think of a better way to hail the gradual slide back into winter than jumping out of an aeroplane.
I hear there will be parachutes; can’t win ’em all.
That said, the jump is just one part of an action packed attempt to make the absolute most of the longest day of the year, and subsequently of life in general. Because life is nothing but perspective.
You can make a really rad situation really shit, or you can find positive in something dire. So while breakups could be really fucking depressing, I figured I’d go all excitable Disney optimism on it and see it as an exciting opportunity. Sorry for the profanity, clearly can’t maintain CBBC approved optimism for prolonged periods. But hey, imperfections are how you’ll recognise fellow humans when the cyborg uprising comes around.
And with that, off to get my train to Stonehenge for Summer Solstice!
PMA all day, bitches xx