I loved my week at Ty Newydd. I’m struggling to pin down exactly what about it I loved. It might have been finally being able to spend a week devoted to something I love and nothing else, like meeting in person for a week after years of a long distance relationship, snatching smiles and kisses whenever you can. Maybe it was spending a week with kind, thoughtful peers whose enthusiasm was infectious, and among whom I have to hope there are new friends. Perhaps it was just the food, sunshine and beautiful surroundings. Perhaps a combination of all of them; I don’t think it would have been the same with any of it missing.
A couple of months ago, I had an assignment due and, trying to blow off some steam, I was flippantly tweeting about how I felt about the assignment and the subject, how I felt a bit stressed about the deadline, and how I knew I’d get it done because I had a plan.