Man, a change in the environment affects you. I hate that it does, but it’s so true. Here is a little thought about my move.

A tiny Friday thought. I'll leave it at that.

This past week was good. But I (for sure) learned something about myself, and it’s not great. I don’t think I am ready to share this facet about myself yet. I need some time to process, and so the thought today is about processing.

Man, I beat myself up for being human. I was in my head a lot this week. I wanted to share a few thoughts about this feeling.

Lately, I have been trying to get up earlier. It hasn’t always been successful, but sometimes I find myself having an hour (if I’m lucky, a few) to be slow and intentional with my day. It’s a nice feeling knowing that the world is sleeping.

I’m careful about change. It’s a quality that’s neither one extreme nor the other. It’s not like I never embrace change, but I’m practical about it.

I have always hated that about myself. The world is my oyster, but which oyster will help me be the strongest? Why can’t I be truly spontaneous with big decisions like I am with small decisions?

This week though, I am very proud of myself. I saw an opportunity and (practically) grabbed it. It was great! Today’s thought examines my careful explorer vibe.

This is me trying to describe a feeling that's quite difficult to describe.

Do you ever feel like no matter what you do, there is always someone that finds something wrong with you? And it’s hard for you not to take it to heart.

But when I feel like this, I keep reminding myself that people throw rocks at things that shine.

Here’s my reminder to take their comments with a grain of salt.

I learned relatively recently that daydreaming is good for your health and doesn’t qualify as mind wandering. Writing is like daydreaming for me. So I wanted to write a little more about this concept.

It’s been hard to work on my blog. This past month has been a little overwhelming (to say the least). But I have gained some perspective, and I am so grateful to have the space to create. Not everyone has that. I am so lucky! I get mad at myself for not recognizing that fact enough.

Here is a thought that I had while seeing all the sorrow in the world.

I am trying to find more ways to feel at peace.

As surface level as it is, I have been lighting candles a lot and this got me thinking about how fire can be both destructive and peaceful. A little bit like me ;)

This week has been insane.

Between my last-minute birthday trip, shifting places within Boston (not moving away from the area yet, but we’ll see), and keeping up with freelancing and other obligations, I have been exhausted. As we all know, consistently getting up early and sleeping late is not fun.

But I did want to attempt to write a poem this week because I cannot relate to many birthday poems and sayings. So, I am going to try with my own.

I think we’ve all felt like this. Excluded and treated as “less than.”

In situations like these, it’s hard to know how to behave. There are also people telling you how to behave! Here is a thought I had about this.

Do your own actions surprise you? This week, I found myself in two positions that were not ideal. But I handled it like a pro and was strong.

Sooo Leo season is approaching.

As much as I relate to the loud lion, I also find myself feeling like a deer.

I had an interesting allergic reaction. I think?

Anyways, people have been staring at me and I felt overly aware of myself. It reminded me how superficial people are (including me). Here is a thought.

Flexibility has been on my mind.

This morning, I went to a yoga class for the first time in forever. And it’s so hard to be flexible! The thing is, I’m flexible to an extent (both physically and emotionally).

I really like this photo. I see a fall element to this photo and everything else happening in my life (as of lately). Also, the way the water and sky mirror each other has always fascinated me.

With life easing back to “normal” in the States, I see more strangers interacting with each other. I remembered how much I enjoyed witnessing these “stories.” It’s so beautiful: human connection. Especially when I hear stories of how many strangers have reconnected later in life in some shape or form. We are much more connected than we think.

Here is a deeper dive with “Two Young Souls.”

This photo reminds me of a glass figurine. I think that’s exactly how I feel right now. Like I’ll break at any second. I also feel stuck, paralyzed (in both awe and fear).

It is hard to describe, but here is an attempt.