if I’m in a place (emotionally) where I can open myself up to it, I love feeling myself stepping into the flow of life. things start to connect. ideas finally come together. it happened the other day with my writing. i woke up knowing I needed to change the tone at the end of one my scripts and felt strongly it should involve a helium balloon. a few hours later I went to a cinema to work with my sister and way up on the third floor looking onto leceister square I saw a blue heart shaped balloon floating through the sky 💙