Sublime

They told us productivity would set us free. So we organized and optimized and checked all the boxes. We became very good at being very busy.

But in the quiet moments between tasks, I felt something missing. Not the missing of empty inboxes or completed lists. The missing of wonder. Of discovery. Of the slow, sacred act of paying attention.

So I

days in a my life reels are not the antidote, they will show you another life that you could have indeed but they will not show you the deepest pit inside of your stomach and what could fill it, even just the lining. I know im irritating because i sit here complaining about how i dont have the life i envisoned for myself, of how ive betrayed my

also, cool girl is all about images and curated online presence. sometimes i feel so cool and pretty myself, but am i, really, if there’s no picture to prove it? if i don’t know how to pose and i’m not photogenic? if i can’t manage to create a certain vibe with my instagram posts? there’s a quote i read somewhere saying nowadays everything exists