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this next cup of coffee will fix me

being on tumblr is just cozy... you know what i mean? instagram and twitter is all flashy and loud but tumblr is as cozy as my bedroom with scented candles on a cold November night

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

there will never be anything that compares to finding new pieces of yourself you didn’t even know you would discover. i think that’s a big part of life i’ve overlooked. not only will i grow up more and more but i will also meet more of myself. that’s terrifying but exciting and something to look forward to. maybe at 25 i’ll realize i love a certain food or at 30 i’ll want to learn to play piano or at 50 i’ll take an interest in scuba diving. i don’t know yet all of who i am but i really want to know more.

lake como, italy // lago di como

Pomegranate Trees Among the Ruins  Ephesus, Turkey.  Photo by Jason Noble, October 2014.

They cut down my favourite tree, the tree of my childhood. Lichen grew on its trunk and squirrels climbed its branches. And they ask girls why we’re angry, so full of rage, dormant volcanoes. The tree was my childhood and its branches my god, the tree was my childhood and its roots my tether, its leaves my dreams. The tree was my childhood and they cut it down. They ask me why I’m angry and I ask them to regrow my tree, give me back my girlhood.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

cd | What do you do to reset your week? ⬇️

Since I switched to paper planning I basically transfer the weekly sched I made for the class to my planner (I print it since there’s ALOT) and then add personal things I want to do that week.

Other than planning, I clean the apartment to prep for the week bec who knows what storm might come and when I’ll be able to clean again 😭 I also re-stock my fridge (one of my fave things!). Simple chores ground me, keeps me sane and make me feel like my life has some semblance to normalcy. I also spend time with my dog and journal when I could for some weekly reflection.

Of course, these are the things that take little time — things that took years to hone with time management. Most of my “reset” day as a med student are still spent prepping for Monday’s exam, which is pathology. 🥲

We do what we can, right? 😂