It was the first time in a long time that I didn’t do any work on my “off days” and it was nice!

Jam packing fun on a weekend never made sense to me, but the extra day didn’t make it fully living for the weekend.

Here’s a tribute to hot days.

Emotionally, mentally and physically, this week was hard. I feel burn-out on all ends of the spectrum and almost did not want to post.

But as I always mention, writing is one of the ways I process. The words are gliding, and I cannot seem to stop.

I saw this quote about writing. You write because it feels like someone is listening to you, or you are finally listening to yourself.

I cannot process this week - just feeling some minor burnout. So, I am going back to an older memory of when I went to a museum dedicated to language. I enjoyed the experience and had a thought about it.

I moved to DC (proper) this week and it was totally the right decision. The parallels I see to my life here and in Boston are crazy. Here are a few thoughts about this move.

Last poetic piece for Ramadan.

I feel better now after a roller coaster of emotions. So, here is a short reflective thought.

This week’s sentiment is on search, something that has been on my mind this week. Searching can happen internally and externally, and both can be beautiful.

This week, I went to a fascinating museum. The artist was also a writer. My heart was so happy being in the exhibit!

Here are some feelings that the art inspired.

It’s the part of Ramadan where I’m so used to fasting, and when that happens, my spiritual fast thrives. I feel mellow and calm.

This week’s thought revolves around new beginnings. With Ramadan starting tonight and Navroz just passing by, I am thankful for some fresh starts.

I do this thing with my make-up, where I blend different shades. It reminds me of paint.

Like paint, my emotions were mixed. Bittersweet. I needed this visit more than I realized.

Here’s a thought about paint, emotions, and mixing.

This week, in Moncks Corner, I paddled in the rain with alligators. And it was so fun! The rain was not ideal, and I was low-key scared. However, I could not stop smiling. Here is a thought about embracing challenging situations.

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.