Anyone who knows me personally knows that I have an interesting relationship with time. I tend to exist on both poles of the time management continuum. On one hand, I am hyperaware of my schedule, I am extremely organized when it comes to deadlines and my calendar app is my best friend...
Reflecting on a whole year can be quite difficult. It's hard to remember and sometimes, reflecting is just... intangible. So why not let it remain as such? Change can be subtle. Change is usually a slow process. And change can be just for you. Trying to make it more tangible can often cause it to lose its magic. And what's life without a little bit of magic, right?
This book is all my loves wrapped up into one beautiful package. It is the book that not only satisfied my craving for a consuming story but also brought me to a new world that I have never had the honour of experiencing.
When I sat down to write this, I had no idea what to say about my birthday. Usually, I write what I feel. But this time, I found myself searching for ways to describe how I feel. So instead, I'm going to write a letter. A letter to "26". Here it goes.
I've always thought of home as a place. Each of us has some place we call home. A physical place we live in. A place we go to at the end of each day. There is, however, another "home" we live in. A home which often does not get the same admiration as our places of residence do.
With school having ended recently, my days have slowed down. I have much more time to myself, and plenty of time to think. The other day, while in conversation with someone, I felt uncomfortably comfortable. Chatting away with someone I barely know is not usually within my comfort zone. Yet, this time it was.
It's 3 pm, and I have done nothing today except indulge in reality TV, eat all sorts of yummy foods and cuddle the pup. And there is no place I would rather be. In fact, I have been dreaming about this moment for months. All that matters is what my heart desires. And this is everything that it desires right now.
Have you ever felt yourself change? Like really and truly felt the transition? How do you truly experience a transition? How do you feel all that it comes with? I've been asking myself this question for awhile. Especially after being fully immersed in "student life".
This Valentine's day, regardless of what status you wish to hold, I want to remind you of a special kind of love. A kind of love that each and every single one of you already have. And that my friend, is love of yourself...