2/18/25

I am constantly reminded of the simplicities that dictated my life before I left for college. Its now that I realize it was those simplicities that kept me sane. Driving past the waves a few times a week, walking along the shore every couple weeks or so. To think back on it now it kept me grounded, my silent routine of telling the ocean my woes. To look at my reflection, to see it ripple and morph, was to watch my identity change in real time. I find it harder each day to find another vessel for my self evaluation. I try to plead to the moon, plead to aid in my endless stream of dreams and dimly lit consciousness. Though I do not see myself in her, I never have. Any body of water would suffice honestly, but maybe I need to keep looking. I think its time for me to realize self reflection should not have so specific stipulations, maybe i'm just finding things that get in the way of my growth. Maybe this blog post if my first step at self regulation, or maybe I'm just saying things to try and get through my lecture as fast as possible 

PS. I really wish I had some cookies