jan. 1st, 2021
a new year begins. no matter how many times i've experienced it before, it never seems to be anything less than surreal.
despite what may have happened in the year before, it's officially in the past.
last year versus this year — at its core, they're just arbitrary words to convey the barriers of time. a concept we created.
yet, knowing all this, it still feels so shiny. almost as if you can do anything you put your mind to. almost as if self-improvement is right within your reach and maybe this year will be your year unlike any others.
it may be silly to buy into because inevitably, most of our resolutions end up failing. but what if it doesn't fail? what if believing in ourselves and showing up every day works?
what if, for just one year, we can change?
this year, i choose to believe in myself. to put myself first. to work on my writing daily. to step away from things that no longer make me happy. and to just try my best.
because at the end of the day, who better to invest my time and energy into than myself?
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
arcane magic
Truyện Ngắna book of poetic ramblings, where words have the power to make us feel both lost and found all at once. an exploration of what it means to be alive and feel things and why we're here.
