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january is one of those months where you experience every feeling on the human spectrum and you just have to go about your day like that isn't happening

you can take breaks. the world will still be here.

fall in love with small, beautiful things– with sunrises on foggy mornings, warm drinks on cold days, hot soup for a sore throat, cat and dog sightings, long hugs, your favorite songs playing over public speakers, days marked as special on the calendar, compliments from strangers, getting a new shirt you look good in, with your own laughter

drink your coffee. read your books. it's chaos out there.

everyday we are closer to sweater weather and grey skies

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Everyday I wake up and wonder how married women in desi families don't just go berserk

Staying alive for the day when I can finally whisper to myself “I made it”