I don’t know if that’s a fault or a benefit.
The ambience I’m feeling right now is quiet, peaceful, and serene. My mind is overwhelmed—there’s so much going on. It feels like waves of emotions constantly rolling in and out of my life, much like my ongoing metro cycle—something inevitable and beyond my control. I’m just eating, giving my body the nutrition it needs to power through this phase. I can feel change happening, slowly but surely, moving in a certain direction. And here I am, just soaking it all in.
I’m not in a rage, and I don’t know if that’s a fault or a benefit. But here I am, just waiting. I can see myself eating for the rest of the evening. I started strong with breakfast and haven’t stopped since. I guess my self-care is naturally expensive, and I’m working on that. I’ve taken small steps, and I hope those steps will get me where I need to be. At the end of the day, if you die, you can’t take your money with you. And even if you could, I’d rather spend it while I’m alive than hoard it for when I’m gone. Inflation and the cost of living will continue to rise, regardless. So, it’s okay to follow that inner voice that says, “Treat yourself, Queen.” And that’s exactly what I’ve been doing.
I don’t know why, but the rain always puts me through a wave of emotions. I can’t quite define them or understand why they affect me the way they do. Maybe it’s just the hold nature has over me. There’s something about Mother Nature crying—let the rain be her tears, the roar and rumble of thunder her heartache. This world is so much bigger than we think. We just need to open our horizons and look past what’s right in front of us because, in the end, it has always been and will always be about the bigger picture.
Dear Diary, 