boring days

there are days where i dont feel like doing anything, everyone has those days. (i worry sometimes i sound like a broken record in these online conversations with myself but i truly just right about whats at the forefront of my mind)

but im reminded how much of a gift each day is. all the dead men in history would kill to have what i have: today. and how foolish it is of me to take such days for granted. ive always been grateful than most i feel. appreciative of what i have, acutely aware of my privilege. but what i lacked before was a meaningful way to show my gratitude. to whom would i show it to? perhaps the best answer, though slightly self serving, is myself. to get up and go for a walk, or find myself in the park instead of my bed, or in the company of stranger than in my room alone.

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202 - 10/07/2025