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Finding peace where sadness sits
I’m in a weird season right now — a limbo made of sharp edges and soft sighs. I’ve just walked out of my main job. I’m arm-wrestling my side hustle to shape it into something structured, fair, rewarding. I’m poking at new opportunities too, the kind that promise real money and a shred of sanity
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He’s moving, I’m floating
I crossed paths with S. the other day — the same way we always do: a bit by accident, a bit by orbit. Sometimes it’s at the beach, sometimes it’s elsewhere, sometimes it’s not planned at all. We’ve only known each other for about a year, but certain people slip into your life like they’ve
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An end is not an end (nor a beginning)
We love to romanticise transitions.New job? Fresh start.Breakup? New chapter.Grief? A gateway to healing.That kind of narrative has comforted me for years — like wrapping a bruise in glitter and calling it art. I’ve said goodbye to people, places, habits, homes, and versions of myself I barely recognised. And each time, I clung to this