The things that appear in my sleep are strange. I have taken more of an interest in dreaming recently. The most fascinating and scariest thing I have stumbled on is the possibility that dreams can predict the future.

So thankful. This week has been great. But if this week hasn’t been great for you, I understand, and I cannot wait to see all you will do :)

Here’s a little thought about feeling capable.

I have a little bit of writer’s block. So I have been deleting and starting over a lot, changing direction constantly.

I wholeheartedly believe each area I have been living in serves a purpose. Not to sound too confident, but I have a general idea of each theme and what seems to be the future one.

Here is a small thought about life lessons taught through places.

Valentine's Day is coming up! Here is a little poem about love.

This week has been impulsive but also planned (if that makes sense).

This month has somehow felt like a year, in a good way. This month made me grow like a year would have, and I marvel at the person I am now.

I have been living out of a suitcase for a long time now. It is a great feeling but also tough to do. Luckily, I feel at home with myself, and I wanted to share a thought about that.

Sunsets are quite beautiful and interesting.

This week had unexpected turns but so many great moments. One of them was lying in bed and reading a little about the human condition.

Today is New Year’s Eve! Things are still crazy, but I am looking forward to next year.

Here’s a little thought about the wins of this past year.

Thankfully, I am home for the holidays, and I know I am lucky. However, I can’t shake off these March 2020 vibes. It’s weird to go through such craziness twice, even though the first time never really ended.

I feel the grief again. But I also feel the togetherness again.

Here’s a lighter thought about that togetherness.

You may know that I try not to live for the weekend. This week was a little much even for me! However, I did have fun and enjoyed maintaining & creating connections.

Here’s a thought about friendship (new and old).

As you all know, it’s the holiday season and the last month of the year. Whether we like it or not, this fact prompts reflection.

But overall, I feel good about this year. It was difficult, no doubt. However, it opened my eyes. Here’s a good thought about the holidays.

I love taking myself out. Here’s a sentiment about the beauty of being alone.

Thanksgiving is about home and family, and I have realized that my heart is at home in so many places. It’s a strange feeling going back and remembering it all.

Love and hate tango with each other. It is tough to discuss them, which is I am writing this thought.

I feel like I have learned to hate my tendency of being open. So many people are very guarded, and I have found myself stumbling into that same pattern.

But being cautious like that has made me miserable. You cannot always think the worst.

I live life on my terms, and I think this week made me feel so much better about opening my heart.

This week was extremely stressful. I felt caged, and it was hard not to let everything set me off. So even though I know certain things about my culture, I didn’t let some things slide as I would have in the past.

For a few conversations this week, the topic of boundaries came up.

And honestly, I’m horrible with this. Especially in the world we live in, a mixed state of being has become quite normal for me.

But as much as I value fluidity, it can get confusing. Having structure can ground you to the root of your being.