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Happy New Year!!!!


Well if you know anything about me, you will know that I am a huge experimenter and I do it all in the name of personal development.  I'm also willing to put imperfect things out there so I can track my growth.

So whilst spring cleaning I found a green cloth that I had planned to use as a green screen some time ago. Then I found some old journals and thought heeeeey, let me vlog as I learn how to use this thing but get into the year teaching myself something new.  Imperfect but hey we have to start and grow from there. Here's to 2018...and to more of these and to growing. 



Do you journal? Have you made new year's resolutions?

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