bed in the morning. On my darkest day, I managed to make myself leave the house in the afternoon and took a long walk to a cafe. It was a cool but sunny day. I took a book, I had a coffee with my legs in the sun and the rest of me in the shade. On the way home I still didn't feel very motivated. I decided if I was going to stare into space and be unproductive, I should spend it doing something good for the spirit (even if I wasn't in the mood to enjoy it). I stopped at a park and lay down on the grass. I can't remember the last time I did that. The feeling of crispy green blades beneath bare skin. The subtle smell released from the broken blades of grass and the squashed and twisted piece in my hand. I imagined myself as an ant and took a picture looking up and over the never-ending grass. Blogging paradise I'm getting really excited because next week I'm going to the ProBlogger conference. Over the last year I've made a lot of good friends from blogging, many of whom I still haven't ever met in person (we read each others' blogs, comment, encourage each other, and have conversations on Twitter and Facebook). Many of those people are going to be there, as well as many other people I haven't met, travelling from all over Australia and overseas to be there. Of course, there are