The Fine Line Between Rest and Drift

Over the last few weeks I've talked about the battles that have slowly disappeared from my life. This week is about what came next. After years of living with deadlines, redundancy, grief, travel, legal fights and constant projects, I found myself with something I hadn't had for a long time: space.

But space brings its own challenges.

This week I talk about what happened after friends arrived in Spain, routines disappeared and I slowly drifted away from the habits that had helped me build this new life. More meals out, later nights, a few drinks, less exercise and a growing awareness that freedom without any structure can quietly become something else.

The lesson isn't about becoming stricter or finding another battle to fight. It's about recognising the drift before it becomes the new normal. I'm learning that building a different life wasn't the hard part. The harder part is protecting it without turning it into another job.