To anyone whose thoughts have grown to be white noise, and you just want your brain back. Or to anyone trying to learn how to exist outside of your head. Or to anyone trying to build a home in themselves and find their peace in right now.
However, this is primarily a note to self.
“don’t get me wrong, i am having the time of my life. this city is even more than i could have ever imagined it to be. steeped in a rosy glow that makes even the cloudiest days and dirties métro stations look beautiful.”
THIS WEEK: I’m now able to read, and I’ve unpacked another thing that was holding me back from deep, meaningful, and truthful self-love.
spoiler alert: they’re not necessary
“If things aren’t working, do everything in your power to change it.”
If there is anything I love doing, it’s arbitrarily declaring myself new beginnings.
“i’m gushing and rambling. i didn’t get much sleep last night, and i have a lot to do tomorrow. but i’ve been meaning to write this for a while, and my heart is feeling extra fluttery tonight. “
what went through my head as i cried whilst sitting on top of the world
new song, written on a river tucked away in big sur