As it has been noted, 23 is my tabula rasa era in which I am learning and relearning, taking a new perspective on work, and prioritizing slowness throughout these processes.
Following is a short journal reflection that seemingly captured all of these efforts from August 6th:
Even through small mistakes, I find joy in the work and effort I put in. I am grateful I show up and enjoy where and how I spend my time.
I created. I rested. I spent needed time with loved ones. I had a good day; I was in tune with my body and my soul.
I was 5 minutes late to the movies- I savored the ride with my mom. We were late because we were setting up her classroom. It was fun, fulfilling. It made me dream of all the possibilities my future has. At home, I slightly overcooked my brownies- I got distracted writing a love poem. But I felt present making the batter and I like my new recipe. The brownies were cooling so I made magnets; my photos didn’t fully adhere- I hung them up on my blackboard anyways and felt a surge of excitement. It was nice to use my hand. I listened to the rain as I molded the clay.
The window is open, and I have pieces of Nando in my room. The house smells of brownies. What a beautiful life I live.
I Think, I Feel 
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