No personal update this week—just sending a big, virtual hug and a heartfelt thank you to everyone hanging out in my little corner of the internet.
In my feels this morning. Thank you for being here.
Oh okayyy.
This was too cute not to share (via IG: iamthirtyaf)
This stopped my scroll:
Book Lovers: I needed a mindless light read and this did the job for me. I wouldn’t say it was my favorite book I’ve ever read, but I enjoyed it.
The Girlfriend: THIS WAS SO GOOD. We binged this. It’s a psychological thriller that will keep you wanting to watch the next episode.
No one needs this week’s newsletter more than I do. The news lately is a dumpster fire, and my anxiety is doing laps around it. I know what I’m supposed to do: put the phone down, go outside, touch grass, hug a tree, whisper sweet nothings to a squirrel. But that’s easier said than done when the news is screaming louder than your headphones, and it feels like you’re trying to meditate in the middle of a tornado.
BUT!
While I can’t quiet the world’s noise, I do have the power to make my own corner a little less loud.
I heard a girl on TikTok (vickiwitucki) say: “A big part of being happy is getting excited for everything—your morning coffee, Tuesday night dinner, the next episode of your favorite show. It’s not about what you have but what you do to make the boring stuff feel special.”
Love that.
So I built a tiny arsenal (based on community feedback): ways to hunt for joy in dark times, romanticize the mundane, and trick your brain into remembering that life is still really beautiful. But also, a question (via another Tiktok video) I came across hit so hard, it completely reframed how I see my own life—and I think it might do the same for you.
But first, the undeniable science behind being a little delulu…