
I couldn’t find the right words for it, and was unable to pinpoint my desire. Did it even have a name? The wish to have less restlessness, to be less overwhelmed, less of everything? Less cleaning, less sorting, fewer worries, no overthinking?

I couldn’t find the right words for it, and was unable to pinpoint my desire. Did it even have a name? The wish to have less restlessness, to be less overwhelmed, less of everything? Less cleaning, less sorting, fewer worries, no overthinking?

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Can what I feel right now ever be topped? I don’t think that’s possible. Today I witnessed something that I thought wasn’t doable. I was allowed to go back in time thirteen years ago and look at myself on that special night in May 2010.