I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop because usually when things feel good, something goes wrong. But what if nothing goes wrong? What if I'm just allowed to be happy for no specific reason? 🌟

I think I spent so much energy in the past worrying about what wasn't working that I forgot to notice when things ARE working. My life isn't perfect—whose is?—but it's mine and I actually like it! I like my little routines, my silly habits, the way my apartment looks when the sun comes through the window in the morning. I like who I'm becoming. ☀️

I think society trains us to always want more, chase more, be more. But what if enough is actually enough? What if being content with where you are isn't settling, it's wisdom? I'm not saying I don't have goals or dreams—I do! But I can work toward them while also appreciating what I have right now.