makes me feel happy 🤷
i realised i stop myself from enjoying things a lot just because i think they’re too childish.
like… yeah. maybe it’s not exactly mature to spend an hour in a toy store looking for colourful, moving, fluffy, squishy things.
but it makes me feel more alive than a vacation, concert or netflix ever has…
same with writing like i’m falling asleep on a keyboard while decorating articles with glittery symbols.
letting myself be against seriousness. against non-ironical snobism.
against algorithm-polished aesthetics.
letting myself be as ugly and uncomfortable as i am.
it’s fine. i need it.
