Inspiration

I rarely feel confident enough to give anyone advice about anything, but here's something small that has changed my life as a writer: a kindness log.

As you become an adult, you realize that things around you weren't just always there; people made them happen. But only recently have I started to internalize how much tenacity *everything* requires. That hotel, that park, that railway. The world is a museum of passion projects.

The world is moving too fast. We want everything done in the blink of an eye. We can't wait, we can't stay still. It's always a race between us and the time, and time usually wins which frustrates us. But what, if for a moment we stop, we grasp out breath and just live.