a deep hunger / ache and no way to know what exactly needs to fill it. relatable. there is loneliness in our little heavens, though. i love to cling to my own safety and remember that that is just as worthy as all of the stories that could be playing out. idk what im saying. good job.
I feel so seen by you. Growing older, filling time. Pondering what TIME EVEN IS. What do we do with it?!!?!?! Reading your article was a beautiful way to spend some time. I’ll be thinking about it for a while. Thanks for sharing 💓
you know, when I started reading this, I wasn’t expecting to feel every word within my depths of my soul. are we having a brat summer? are we enjoying every second? (definitely not), should we be enjoying every second for our mother’s sake? I guess so? thank you for writing this
I spent my 20’s practicing Buddhist principles of attending focus to the small beauties and pleasures of the moment and it was time well spent for this anxious, existentially worried girl. I got and remained really good at joy.
Also, I do interviews with openly pro-Palestinian writers on my Substack to support those risking their careers. Come visit! Glad to find you.
thank you thank you thank you for giving words to what has been rattling around in my head. reflection/mourning around an adolescence that simply didn’t prepare me for brat summer kind of fun!!!! in the sea of chartreuse branding, it’s a nice reminder that I am not alone in this
I feel like having fun has to be intentional in some ways, making plans, choosing to feel a certain way. I try to have fun alone too, in my world it’s often just noticing things. I saw a balloon bouquet flying in the sky above me yesterday and had a whole moment enjoying it, wondering who lost their balloons and filming it. To me, that was fun. It’s all perspective I guess.
Perspective is so important. I guess my angst/hunger for fun comes from a very specific kind of “rebellious” fun I feel like I didn’t tap into as a teen or younger adult
I never had the “rebellious” fun either. I think because my parents were too strict and I was the youngest of five perfect girls. I’m half-pali and I can tell you, it’s hard af to have fun now anyway but absolutely necessary to keep an even keel. I think the best thing is to tap into your childhood playfulness, wonder, and try to let go of holding yourself back. Great article, I always love your stuff!
a deep hunger / ache and no way to know what exactly needs to fill it. relatable. there is loneliness in our little heavens, though. i love to cling to my own safety and remember that that is just as worthy as all of the stories that could be playing out. idk what im saying. good job.
oooooooo “this is just as worthy.” I’m going to sit with that
I feel so seen by you. Growing older, filling time. Pondering what TIME EVEN IS. What do we do with it?!!?!?! Reading your article was a beautiful way to spend some time. I’ll be thinking about it for a while. Thanks for sharing 💓
This was so kind, thank you for reading 💖
Wow this is one of those things that stings a bit to read, but you know, in a good way…
you know, when I started reading this, I wasn’t expecting to feel every word within my depths of my soul. are we having a brat summer? are we enjoying every second? (definitely not), should we be enjoying every second for our mother’s sake? I guess so? thank you for writing this
Thank you so so much for reading ♥️
I spent my 20’s practicing Buddhist principles of attending focus to the small beauties and pleasures of the moment and it was time well spent for this anxious, existentially worried girl. I got and remained really good at joy.
Also, I do interviews with openly pro-Palestinian writers on my Substack to support those risking their careers. Come visit! Glad to find you.
thank you thank you thank you for giving words to what has been rattling around in my head. reflection/mourning around an adolescence that simply didn’t prepare me for brat summer kind of fun!!!! in the sea of chartreuse branding, it’s a nice reminder that I am not alone in this
YES! I’m just NOT PREPARED lol
And thank you for reading ♥️
I feel like having fun has to be intentional in some ways, making plans, choosing to feel a certain way. I try to have fun alone too, in my world it’s often just noticing things. I saw a balloon bouquet flying in the sky above me yesterday and had a whole moment enjoying it, wondering who lost their balloons and filming it. To me, that was fun. It’s all perspective I guess.
Perspective is so important. I guess my angst/hunger for fun comes from a very specific kind of “rebellious” fun I feel like I didn’t tap into as a teen or younger adult
I never had the “rebellious” fun either. I think because my parents were too strict and I was the youngest of five perfect girls. I’m half-pali and I can tell you, it’s hard af to have fun now anyway but absolutely necessary to keep an even keel. I think the best thing is to tap into your childhood playfulness, wonder, and try to let go of holding yourself back. Great article, I always love your stuff!
Thank you thank you ♥️ I think you’re right, I should tap into that childhood wonder this weekend