Small things. Even if you don’t know what your whole life’s destiny is, what you’re meant to do, you can still do small things. The ones that make you happy. Put them all together and you have one big accomplishment – you’ve lived through AND enjoyed another day. You can be proud of this.

Some people were destined for greatness, sure. They get to change the world. But just because you don’t, doesn’t mean you are insignificant. You can change yourself. You can help others. You can still do a lot that has meaning. Even if just to you.

I enjoy figuring something out for the first time. I relished the discovery of finding one bottle of Belgian beer than I forgot I had in my fridge. I look at all my stuffed toys drying up in the sun and changed my mind about giving them all away. I woke up late today and enjoyed the hold of my pillow. I voted today. I spoke to an old friend last night – and still felt like we never had any distance. I looked through my tiny notebook of to-do’s and checked them all yesterday. Formatted my pc last Friday and configured everything from scratch. Still don’t have the guts to look through some mementos but I already bought the safebox for them. Have one pile of magazines to send to the recycling center already. About 5 more piles to go. Looking forward to the comics on Fully Booked’s shelves. See picture below. They have yet to unpack.



Bought Spiderman Reign and savored the pages with a pouch of potato chips. Got my mom and lola flowers yesterday. Got a thank you message from my tita for her pot of spring flowers. Found some new Pillsbury recipes for my cookbook.

Saved and still saving enough money for a new view. Uploaded pictures of the wedding on multiply.



Made my decision to wait. But not to wait without progress. There’s always time and healing.