Bad pun, great idea.
For reasons you see on the news and reasons I feel only in my heart, this summer has been exhausting.
Amidst a global pandemic, toxic politics (fueled by problematic justifications for hateful p.o.v.’s. Oops.. we’ll keep it light today), and obnoxiously humid forecasts, “You’ve gotta be kidding me!” is one phrase that seems permanently on the tip of my tongue.
So what is my favorite way to spend these never-ending summer afternoons? Shin deep in my adult kiddie pool, listening to the “Feel Good Summer” Spotify playlist and flipping through the pages of a novel that transports me AWAY from the mess of this year.
To be fair – when looking back on old journal entries, my mental health always seems to struggle around this time of year. July is apparently not for me. But that’s okay because I’ve got a trusty 4-ft of lemon-printed heaven waiting for me in the backyard whenever I need it.
// On another note, I’ve restarted my gratitude practice that I always turn to during times when it feels like I’ve lost control. Each morning when I wake up, I write down 10 things I am truly grateful for (my kiddie pool obviously makes the list). I’m on day four of doing this, and I cannot even express how much lighter I feel. When you feel gratitude for where you are, there is so much less room for judgement about where you feel you should be. This summer I’m not accomplishing the goals I once set for myself. I’m working a monotonous job that brings me no joy and trying to mend together the pieces of some shattered dreams. And that’s okay. I have my kiddie pool and the hope of a beautiful, sunny tomorrow – hopefully one with a little less humidity too.
forever wishing we were in europe :’)
fully convinced that July is the worst month, lolol. So glad you’re finding peace in all of the little things! You’ve always been so great at that:~)