Whenever I have to deep clean, my mind tries to push me to procrastinate, but then, when I’m done I feel like I’ve also “cleansed” myself, I sense old dusty energies vanishing away. It’s just a silly little thing but in a way it’s so important: I’m thinking about how far I’ve come from when I was 18yo, when I moved far from home for the first time, anxious and scared about how I would’ve dealt with “adulting”. I’m proud of myself. All of this to say: we should stop beating ourselves up because as a society we’ve learned that only big achievements are worthy of being celebrated. The meaning of life it’s hidden in little things, things that keep us pushing towards greater ones. Every step it’s a great achievement. And now, I’m just at peace, listening to Common and watching the view from my little balcony, looking at aeroplanes in the distance, thinking about how many things are waiting for me. Weird, it’s a rare feeling for me, but I like it.