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Blessed by all the good and golden moments ✨🫶🏻

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Romanticizing your life sounds so stupid but it will help you cope. Taking extra time to make a yummie coffee in the morning, sitting outide observing the wind in the trees, writing poems, going to old book stores, watching your childhood favourite movies, listening to romantic jazz, writing in a coffee shop, making sure you have moody lighting in your room, putting on asmr rooms as a background noise while you work. It's not a solution, but it makes things a bit better.

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Good am, good morning.

My mind is constantly drifting, sleeping, wanting. It’s like sleep is never enough. Caffeine feels like a warm, fuzzy feeling instead of a good kick / pump-me-up lol.

Mhmm. Let today be a good day.

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“In case you ever foolishly forget: I am never not thinking of you.”

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“I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.”

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Today i wrapped tiny anxieties in different set of waves and threw it out when I thought my mental state was burning. I am a work in progress, and it gives me great satisfaction with this process.

I am stoked for tomorrow. Jumping in this ambiguity and drowning and swimming and surviving ahah.

I am blessed by the people I surround myself with ❤️

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Mood ;

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Sometimes the smallest thing brings the greatest joy. Like a simple thought, or a 10 seconds conversation, or the scent of comfort food just hits you. That’s that. It whizz pass you like how a block of sunshine was dancing on your shoulders and the next second it was gone, like a bunch of clouds ate it up. You would have think that moments like that can be forgotten in a split second, I think I remember things like that, not the biggest part, but how it made me felt.

I noticed, i craved, more and more and more.

Times like these, I feel blessed. x

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What a lovely thing,

Like passing clouds,

Or trails of mist,

Like petals in wind,

In autumn i see.

Sometimes a frozen blue,

Like winter dress, in colder seas.

What a lovely thing,

This memory i see.

— Jo.

Hans Baluschek (1870-1935)

"City railway station" (1904)

Oil on canvas

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the AM

8.30 -

Lazy morning ; Instant coffees, sleepy stretches. Ah let me just wrap myself in a ball of duvet and close my eyes until the pm. What a dream aha.

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“She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice, it was supposed to make you feel something.” - eleanor & park

First page for the new year ‘24.

Recently I have been ricocheting between writing poetry and journaling, here i land.

Thoughts after thoughts, thoughts I want to spill in verbal vomit. The little things / joy / how the sun touches the ground / a familiar scent, of crisp, cold air after a bustling morning filled with rain. A piping hot coffee, a light scald, a whiff from a book, the smell of love.

Part I?

Goodnight.

#eleanor and park #spilled poetry