last year i randomly got into the habit of saying ‘i’m happy’ out loud to my partner, friends, family and eventually to myself, whenever i felt good. i’m now laying on the floor on the last evening of my vacation staring a crow with it’s beak amusingly half open. and i’m so happy
i passed my final mbbs exams and v hesitant to call myself a doctor just yet, but so excited that i’m no longer just a student and have a job!!! and employment in the real world!!!
There are raspberries in the world. And moss. And people who wave at trains. There are books with cracked spines and sweaters that smell like home. There are forests that keep growing back like nothing ever tried to end them. You haven’t missed life. It’s still happening.
We live on a planet where trees communicate, octopuses dream, elephants honor their dead, bees dance to find their way, crows remember, ants build, cats heal with their purring, and the forest, after the fire, blooms again.
One eventually realizes that a true mark of character is the effort to ensure another’s attempt at being human is not crushed by the fear of being perceived as a fool.
coming across wisdom i’m yet to live through is a strange experience. i can sense that it is true but i’ll have to age and grow and experience to know that it is, indeed, true