[9] making space for my presence
There's a time when I felt overwhelmed at how crowded the world felt. When I look at social media, there are people. A lot of people. I felt like squeezing myself into the scene, occupying some space for my mind to be seen or my writing to be read. When I put away my phone, I have a different space. Vast, plenty, and quiet. In my room, surrounded by my favorite items—books, a CD player, clothes, figurines, a bed, and blankets... there's a lot of space to breathe and think.
Writing here feels the same way. There's more space, more time to think and edit. It doesn't feel like chores to keep track of who's going to like this, no milestones to track how many posts I have made, no fleeting trends to fit into, no nothing—just me. I bought a packet of my favorite chocolate drink. I planned to watch a movie a week, read a few pages a day, write freely on a notepad, and schedule blog posts until next month. I have space now for my presence. I want to keep it this way.
find your sanctuary,
reesa