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It’s crazy to see how the author in one journal is different and grown into the author of a different one

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As I’m going through different journals in this process, the expectation to decorate each page has grown. Sometimes I don’t document my day or my feelings because it looks plain. Just simply words scribbled on the page don’t seem adequate, or enough. However, I’m learning to accept that my words are enough. My thoughts, feelings, “boring” experiences, and everything in between are worth writing about. And maybe some may disagree with the amount of fluff or unsubstantial content scrawled throughout the pages, but it’s my life. I’m currently in the process of loving all aspects of my life, and I don’t want to forget any of it.

https://nayjwrites.wordpress.com/2021/02/14/why-i-chose-to-create

In this course of commuting, every day, I’d see hundreds of people, some 30-40 random faces

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I think life– a year ago was mostly about walking. Going on and on and on, to the next thing. When a day had events and life, all of it, seemed to be moving. Literally, a phase about being in making and breaking. That nice beautiful road in the gif that I walked every day, mostly alone and sometimes in company of friendly faces led me to the station where I’d again see hundreds of people, loaded in coaches, taking a journey to different destinations, from the same place I stood at. Same happy, sad, tired, dreamy, sleepy random faces. Some familiar faces with different expressions, every day. Amongst all these faces, to me, mine felt like a kid’s. Moving from relatively a smaller city to a big one and then to a bigger one, most of my time while commuting was spent observing. And when my day concluded, I’d come back home, sit and talk to myself how it is not the life I dream to live.

https://ridhimaairi.wordpress.com/2021/01/17/life-in-a-metro

Remember — you have not felt it all (the world still has so much left for you)

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Trust that some of the best days of your life haven’t even happened yet. There are going to be parties that leave you dancing until 6am, spontaneous adventures that teach you more than you ever learned in a classroom. There are going to be nights that will stay burned beneath your eyelids, memories that dance underneath your skin. Life is going to exceed your expectations, it is going to astonish you with its timing.

https://possiblygreatly.wordpress.com/2021/03/27/i-want-us-i-want-future