I Find Peace And Beauty In The Night Sky
and then comes the week..
boring, repetitive, not interesting..
what can i do about it?
how do i make it interesting?
no idea for now..
remembering that terrace’s tank roof, i want to lie down there and look at the vast sky.. hazy stars and clouds passing by. does a purpose or interest exist in those moments? then why these repetitive week days make me wanna not face the drudgery?
maybe a change of perspective is needed now. need to stop seeing it as repetitive every day drudgery. what if it was interesting? different each day? like going into the jungle and finding new paths?! maybe some fairies hiding around?
from now on, i’ll write about atleast 5 interesting/new/different things i saw or felt every day in my journal. and 5 things i’m grateful for everyday. (remembered how i used to write in that gratitude journal!)
boring, repetitive, not interesting..
what can i do about it?
how do i make it interesting?
no idea for now..
remembering that terrace’s tank roof, i want to lie down there and look at the vast sky.. hazy stars and clouds passing by. does a purpose or interest exist in those moments? then why these repetitive week days make me wanna not face the drudgery?
maybe a change of perspective is needed now. need to stop seeing it as repetitive every day drudgery. what if it was interesting? different each day? like going into the jungle and finding new paths?! maybe some fairies hiding around?
from now on, i’ll write about atleast 5 interesting/new/different things i saw or felt every day in my journal. and 5 things i’m grateful for everyday. (remembered how i used to write in that gratitude journal!)
31-35, F
