Stop and notice
Even though - or maybe I should say because - I've been feeling overwhelmed and stressed these past few weeks (months?), I've been trying really hard to stop and notice the beauty around me as often as I can.
I have always loved looking at the sky in times like these, though I can't really put into words why (I'll try anyway).
It makes me feel... unimportant, small. But in a good way. It's comforting to realize that the world is not falling apart because my little life isn't going smoothly. And it makes me think about how important the things I'm worrying about really are. The house isn't as clean as I'd like, I'm running late with work assignments, I didn't post on Instagram for a week, I should be writing a book, etc. etc. So what?
Things (even bigger, sad things like my mom's disease) just happen because they happen. Sometimes to us or people close to us and then it hurts, but there are seven billion people on this little planet who all are going through something sometimes.
Still, the sunset is painting beautiful colors, rainbows appear, the stars are shining brightly, the moon is going through her phases, the world keeps turning. Always.
To me, this is comforting. So I try to stop and notice the beauty of the sky a few times every day.
Wishing you all a great, worry-free week!