The Invisible Mycelium

This Week.....

✅ Done: 

Pets pre-flight accommodation booked

Shipping company booked

Canadian stop-over research

🚧 Pending: 

List of all the things we'll need whilst we wait for our UK shipping container to arrive

Book flights

Sell UK House

🫣 Avoided: 

Decluttering (again)

Listing clothing on Vinted (that I'll probs just take to the charity shop)

🌟The Highlight: Our farewell trip to Devon

We've just returned from the "Devon Farewell Tour." It was a weekend filled with many, many years of history packed into a few pub catch ups, which made me think about how these friendships have just kept alive, despite long distances, neglect, and paths rarely crossing.  But yet still they bloom. I keep thinking about how humans "bloom" in clusters, like wildflowers.

This weekend, I'll admit, I was dreading.  I don't do well with emotion, I'd rather just .... well, not.  But this trip really illustrated that we are all connected by this mycelium-esque network. It’s invisible, it’s underground, and apparently, it’s pretty much indestructible. You can go years without speaking, but the moment you’re back together, the network pulses.

The best connections don't require regular maintenance (which is lucky when you have ADHD!). They’re mycelial—sturdy, silent, and perfectly happy to hibernate until you need them again. It’s a relief to realise that even when your brain feels like Piccadilly Circus, the network is there, holding you all together like an invisible shield.

So yes, my brain is a scramble of moving boxes, to-do lists and perimenopausal fog, but the companionship, that basic human need, is the soil that keeps me from drifting off into the aether.