It’s actually crazy how you grow up thinking home-cooked meals every day are just normal, then get older and realise how much time and effort it took your Mom to make that happen and how lucky you were to have that.
i love that period when you find a great series & you don't care about anything except the series. you forget about everything, just you & the series.
Yesterday I watched “Soul” to remind myself that maybe the purpose of life isn’t always finding some big purpose. It’s simply being present enough to enjoy being alive.
Ain’t no way I go to a fitness competition and there’s some person shitting themselves. Ain’t no fuckin way 😭 & everybody after her gotta touch the equipment???? You got me fuuuuuuucked up
I’m becoming increasingly convinced that a good life is mostly ordinary days you actually enjoy. Good food. People you love. Meaningful work. Something to look forward to. Enough money. A little sunshine. Peace in your house.
You are allowed to experience joy while things in your life are unresolved. If you postpone happiness until everything is perfect, you’ll be postponing it forever.