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I miss writing. I haven’t properly sat down to write anything in months. All I write now is emails. I rarely text anymore. I miss being long winded and floating from topic to topic. Instead, all I do is work, come home, prepare for work again, and sleep. The one exciting thing I’ve got going for me is a fun lil audiobook. That’s it. Boo 👎🏾 I need to go on a journey to find my whimsy and zest for life again.

I finally have my own little apartment!! I could barely sleep last night since it’s still unfamiliar to me, which sucks because I’m at work running on fumes. My place is a mess, but I can’t wait to really make this place a home. I keep thinking about how I had this overwhelming feeling a little over a year ago that my life would look drastically different in a year, and it does. It didn’t turn out the way I had hoped for at the time, but Alhamdulillah. I’d say it turned out even better in unimaginable ways.

I’m soaking up the last few moments of my twenties. It’s funny how different I thought my life would be at 30, but I’m grateful for everything up until this point. Here’s to a new decade 🥂

I drove past a bowling alley I visited with someone I thought might stay in my life for a while. All I could do was smile. I think that it’s funny what feelings others might inspire in you. What I do know is that it was only supposed to be but so much, last for so long, before life continues on. I’m grateful to experience such beautiful moments, even if it’s fleeting. Learning to measure time in love and loss and everything in between.