when i was a kid, i would constanty write in my diary. i wish i had the thing now, i would archive them, no matter how embarrassing they were. but no, i got rid of my old journals a long time ago. i never seem to keep things that long, not before ive tossed them aside and moved onto something shiny and new. that's always been my weakest point, i think. it wouldnt have mattered if that journal was made of pure gold, i would have thrown it out like the ret of them in a vain search for something newer, something prettier, something more fun.
i'd like to think that i have matured past that childish phase of my life. i, like my peers, have grown into an actual adult, the kind that isnt afraid of holding on to something used rather than tossing it out as soon as it starts to show a little wear and tear. its been years since my things have last been stolen from me. i dont need to constantly replace them with something new, just to have something to fall back on in case its yanked out from under me. its time to relax, isnt it?
but i know thats a lie. its too late. nothing will ever be good enough for me now.
i know its a bit of a morbid thought to start my first diary entry in 2026 off with but hey, i wanted to do a bit of self discovery this year anyways.
self psychology and general introspection aside, i actually had a really nice day today. it was cozy. i woke up at 4am this morning following a rather interesting nightmare that im frankly too embarrassed about to explain (but it was related to the journal thing, hence it being on my mind. hey, do dreams actually mean anything? am i telling myself something?). i raised my windows, put on some music. my dogs crawled in bed with me. and we just laid there. and i cried. you'd expect that to be a bad way to start your day but honestly, i needed it. i felt way better afterwards anyways. it made falling asleep easier, at least. my family woke me up at 7am with breakfast. i ate it right in bed, with my favorite tv show playing on my laptop. and then i was ready to start the day.
it was nothing special. i mostly spent the day cleaning and working on this site. talked to my friends, shot the shit. this evening, i ran some errands and made a much needed stop at the grocery store. i made pasta, which was so filling and comforting. thats kind of been the whole vibe today. comfort. its nice to be comforted.
i have cookies in the oven now. i hope they'll taste delicious! if i remember, ill put up photos of them in my photobook, along with a photo of the pasta :)
mood: content
listening to: youtube