🌼 rereading my favorite chapters from The House in the Cerulean Sea 🌼 baking banana bread and eating half of it still warm 🌼 turning my phone on airplane mode for two whole hours after waking up 🌼 letting myself cry during a sad song without immediately fixing the feeling
Lately, I’ve been thinking about what it means to choose softness . Not laziness, not avoidance — but the quiet courage of saying this is enough for now . lizzyyum
There’s something about the light this time of year — soft, golden, like the world is still stretching awake. I’ve been trying to hold onto mornings like this one: tea steaming beside my notebook, a cat purring somewhere out of frame, and absolutely no rush to be anywhere. 🌼 rereading my favorite chapters from The House