There’s this book that has me completely wrapped around its fingers. I’ve been reading it slowly, and that’s not because I’m busy, but because I don’t want it to end too soon. Still, it hasn’t let me think about anything else. Since I started it, it has occupied my mind in the most consuming way, and somehow, I think I forgot about my commitment to writing every day.
My commitment to writing everyday matters, because this year, I promised myself growth. I want to write better, write like a professional journalist, even. Maybe, someday, that could open doors for me. Perhaps I could land a role as a content writer in a top company. Who knows?
But for now, this is me dusting off my space, mentally and creatively(breathes).
I’ll talk about the book when I’m done with it. For now, it feels too precious to dissect, maybe more like I want to gatekeep this one. lol. Let me just say it’s one of those unexpected gems I stumbled upon while exploring works by my new favorite author. Hehehe.
The truth is, this piece is more of a reality check than anything else. More of a reminder to myself that, beyond hiding in my room and reading all day, I have a blog to maintain. A blog I once described as my digital diary.
I remember scrolling back to my earliest entries once, and I felt so proud. My writing has grown and my vocabulary has expanded. There’s a clear difference between then and now and that progress has kept me going.
Today, I also did something I don’t always do, I reached out.
People often think I don’t notice things, or that I don’t pay attention when someone is struggling. But that’s not true. If anything, I feel too much. Sometimes, I avoid reaching out because I hate the helpless feeling that comes when someone needs more than words, when what they truly need is financial support, and I can’t provide it. But today, I put that aside.
I called a friend, someone who used to really look out for me. She had been offline for weeks, and something about that didn’t sit right with me. We spoke for a long time, and honestly, it broke my heart hearing what she’s been going through. I wish I could do more. I wish I could fix things for her. But for now, I did what I could and I believe, in some small way, it helped lift her spirit.
So, here’s something to take with you, just saying anyway, reach out to that friend you haven’t spoken to in a while. Sometimes, your voice alone can make a bigger difference than you realize.
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