Daily Diary

13th November, 2023

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First day of me trying this.

It’s part of a three-part plan (amongst several others that I haven’t had the will to follow through on): visualisation, repetition and journaling.

So — I started wearing a tie to work. An old school, semi-skinny one. And I wore my first ever ballsy leather trench coat. My staple I reckon, at least for the winters. And my first ever pair of dress shoes that nearly killed me on my walk to the tube — leather soles apparently, amazing quality but terrible for commuting. The cobbler said it’ll cost 25 quid to rubber-sole them. No thanks. I charmed my way into getting keys for the changing room lockers — I reckon that’s where I’ll keep them.

I’ve always wanted a job where I can earn six figures, in the centre of central London, in a role demanding a lot of conversation, a sexy title and where I wear a suit in everyday. It does feel like I am living my best life! Here’s me thanking the world and promising myself (in writing!!) that I’ll continue upping the quality of my life and pursuits.

Lost my mojo around 9:30am, spent a lot of time faffing about with nothing in particular. My feet were killing me — shoe bites bleeding through my socks. I was walking around nervously, expecting to slide onto a London pavement and crack open my cranium. Or worse, anything remotely…