Per chi? Per te.

I sit here in my room deliriously sick but still feeling much better than I was yesterday (immensely grateful for that btw).

I watched Julie and Julia today and it kinda got me strangely reminiscent about the times I have attempted to start writing and the number of times I have attempted to sustain it but haven't been able to.

So, I set this here as something I do for myself, hopefully, everyday. Regardless of the volume of the content.

I am a corporate slave trying to survive everyday. Trying to feel happiness I haven't felt since I was in 10th standard.

So, hi reader. Happy.. Monday...?

I had an off from work today. I woke up sweaty and sick and gross. It's 4 PM in the evening and although I still feel pretty gross and sweaty and sick; I had lunch and I ordered meds.. so yay me? Baby steps, reader. I'll get there.

I promised myself that I would shower today. Its been a couple of days but the sickness has made a home inside of me and its gotten me pretty down and out.

Or I don't know, maybe I'm just using that as an excuse.

I will try my absolute best to freshen up and at least change my clothes to feel a bit more put together today.

I'll keep you updated on that in tomorrow's entry.

I spent my day with my hair in a bun. I watched Julie & Julia and marvelled at the sheer joy I could feel from something so absolutely mundane. It made me realise that it has been so so long since I did something just because it makes me happy.

So, if there's anyone reading this, regardless of the time of day it is wherever you are, I hope from all my heart that you're able to let out that breath that has been lodged inside your lungs. Let it out and breathe.

If you're anything like me, or even if you aren't, and you are stressing over something or something is psyching you out-- just breathe out.

Breathe out and show up. Just show up. If it goes well, then awesome! If not, then well, too bad but hey, you lived through it. Once you're done, breathe out again, and with it acknowledge and remove from your heart every negative emotion and energy you carried with you from that encounter. At least try to, for your sake, my love.

And then, get yourself a glass of water. Sit with yourself. Cry some tears if you need to and once you're done, wash your face. Breathe out. Give yourself the hug that you need. Make that cup of coffee. Put on a song that you haven't heard in so long. And just keep breathing. It'll be fine, whatever happens, we'll be fine.

Adding some snippets from my day over here:

And after reading all of this, if you're wondering why you should go on this journey with me?

Well, good question.. I feel like journeys are always better together. You're here already, and maybe we were meant to meet for whatever reason, so why not just tag along?

Why not just try?

Why not just spend a few minutes of our days together? Why not?

Also also, if you cannot find a song you'd want to listen to, how about: Strawberry Moon by Helena Deland?

I hope to see you soon. No, tomorrow. I hope to see you tomorrow.

With all of my love,

Juno.