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Work from home vibes! Pre meeting and during meeting.
I love my backdrop 💜
Felt cute
Nights in by myself 😅
Lost in Paradise themed party tonight. 🌺😬
Goofing around while picking pumpkins. In experiencing these things with myself, I’m starting to realize a happiness that I didn’t have before. And as happy as I am being by myself, I’m also excited for the day I could do this with a partner.
TGIF!!! 😴😴😴😴
Unapologetic and relentlessly honest - a promise to myself.
Writing has always been a sort of escape for me. A way for me to process my reality and to remember them somehow. We often reflect back on where we’ve come from and think about what we want to accomplish. But in doing so, we often leave out or forget specific instances from those moments – I don’t want to do that. I want to make sure that I remember how I felt and what I thought about. So here’s to the process and here’s my attempt at understanding life as I navigate through spaces.
And similarly to archaeologists, when they uncover lost civilizations and they unearth these worlds that have long since been destroyed, you know what they find most often? They find stories: ancient languages, words, inscriptions from people who have been gone for thousands of years. Because chances are they, like you, wanted to know, what’s the point? And they wanted us to know that they were here. They told stories and they tried to make sense out of their lives and their worlds and their tragedies. So that’s what I’m hoping to do.
I want to begin writing again - about everything and anything. I want to write about my favorite memories, my passions, my goals, and my memories.
“We often put pen to paper in times of devastating tragedies and we try to make sense of it. Maybe we’ll find clarity in some of those words. And maybe, just maybe, we’ll find peace. And more often than not, writing about our experiences help to free us from the chains that we placed on ourselves.”
As I sit here in a local coffee shop, I am making a promise to myself that I will continue this blog and share my experiences with people. For too long I’ve hid behind private blogs and feared criticisms from people and in doing so, I became comfortable sitting back and not engaging in life and critical conversations. I need to remember that I am not perfect, and in turn, my writing will also not be perfect. But it will be helpful. Whether to myself or to someone else. It will be helpful. And I need to remember this.
So here I am - unapologetic and relentlessly honest. My name is Jeffrey and I’ve always aspired to be a writer so here I go. Thank you for reading and I hope you come back and share my experiences with me.