when I spend the day cleaning my room, making phone calls, prepping for the wedding, reading, attempting to cook, chatting online with my sweetie, getting lost in the etsy vortex,
and never quite make it to being academically productive.
but at the same time
another part of my feels completely and blissfully
accomplished, balanced, and at peace.
I am trying to retrain my mind
to remember that happiness doesn't come from strict adherence to deadlines,
that self-worth doesn't lie in a long list of worldy accomplishments,
but true joy comes in living.
and sometimes,
just breathing