a soft reminder: even though you might be disappointed in how you did this year, you still made a lot of progress. you tried and tried again, so many times. every little thing you achieved. every breakdown you got up from. every moment of happiness you encountered. every little act of self care and kindness you did. it all matters. they all helped you grow. they are all small victories to be proud of. it's not always clear to see, because day to day everything feels the same, but I promise you've come a long way since the beginning of the year. so please be extra gentle with yourself when looking back. be proud of yourself too, if you can. you did well.
Meet Sabrina, everyone! Falling asleep to La Vie En Rose is a personality trait of hers🕊 (it’s a french way of saying she’s looking at the world through rose-colored glasses ♡).
♡ hidden within flower petals
♡ inside a piano’s melody
♡ on the glowing crescent moon
♡ at the bottom of a pristine lake
♡ in the fur of an elephant-sized puppy
♡ on the soft earth beneath tall green grass
♡ under the shade of a wisteria tree beside the pond
♡ on a soft cloud during sunset
when Charles Bukowski said "and when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and when you can do whatever you want. what do you call it, freedom or loneliness?"
sometimes i think about how constellations are an entirely man-made construct and don’t actually exhist inherently in nature. i mean, the universe just gave us stars, and we saw art and myths and stories in them. the capacity that humans have for seeing purpose in the incidental makes me realize just how lonely we are on this planet, desperately searching for meaning elsewhere in the universe.