those mundane bits.



When you’re younger, you make fun of it because it seems boring but one of the best parts of getting older and maturing is recognizing how simply pleasing all that cliche shit is; sunsets really are so endlessly satisfying. the hint of lilacs in the breeze really is soft and delicate and sweet. sometimes it feels good just to successfully clean the sink, to find a gadget or simply an appliance in the color you’ve been wanting, to try a new recipe, to finally get through that one television series like how you’ve been meaning, the subtle evening walk with your homies (and crazy, it makes everything better), to get to know that which fabric suits your skin the best, to read a book which conveys everything your heart ever wanted to, to know which weather makes you feel elated, to finding out your comfort food or movie or place, or to figuring out your serene spot and to know what (and who) really brings the best in you.


and oh, the happiness (and satisfaction) also lies in pouring yourself a cup of coffee and measuring the sugar ratio perfectly and to reach a parallel park correctly for the first time (probably because nobody was looking) and exercise really did helped with the back pain :p, and brown paper packages really do tug on your heartstrings and you love handwritten letters or notes or stuffs and that you love baby breath and sunflower and hydrangeas more than roses and you love embroidery and furry blankets and cactuses and watching your little potted plants & succulents grow and-and you want to find your younger self and say. yes, i am nostalgic for summers (& winters) that bent like wheat and were buzzing with low energy and sleep. but darling. adulthood and adolescence only gets better because the time condenses into a prayerbook of your own version with these tender beautiful memories. it gets better because things become prettier, gentler, kinder to you – somehow. without you even noticing. you just get to the top of the hill and you realize – oh, this is the thing i’ve been missing.

-drashti shah

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