I stopped singing five months ago.
It wasn’t deliberate – I just could not sing.
I stopped singing at the same time as I stopped laughing.
Whether I sang or laughed – I ended up in tears
So I stopped.
There were already enough tears in my day
For the next 40 days, instead of giving up something,
I am going to take up something.
I am going to find something that will make me laugh out loud once a day and I am going to find something to sing once a day
Wouldn’t it be lovely to put joy back into a world that has become so joyless?
And so I begin with a poster of sorts compiled two years ago using images that were captured six or seven years ago