so lately, i’ve been trying to re-learn. not to be good at things. not to master them. but to remember what it feels like to live inside my life without constantly asking it to justify itself. hobbies, i’m realizing, are less about skill and more about permission. permission to be a beginner again. permission to be mediocre. permission to fail... See more

there’s something very tender about carving out space for joy that isn’t optimized or monetized. it feels rebellious, almost, in a world where every free minute is supposed to be a building block for something greater. sometimes what you need isn’t greater. sometimes what you need is smaller. softer. sillier. less impressive, more yours.

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none of these things will make you famous. none of them will get you promoted. you probably won’t even be that good at most of them. but that’s the point. hobbies don’t exist to make you better at life. they exist to make life a little better while you’re living it.