Journey 003 · Feeling Behind in Life · Part 5 of 5 Spring did not arrive all at once. It came in small ways. A little more light in the morning.A softer color in the sky.Birdsong before I opened my eyes.The air near the window no longer felt as sharp. For a while, I did…
Journey 003 · Feeling Behind in Life · Part 4 of 5 Winter came quietly that year. Not all at once. First, the mornings grew darker. Then the air near the window turned cold. And then, one by one, the leaves on my plant began to change. A yellow leaf here. A dry edge there….
Journey 003 · Feeling Behind in Life · Part 3 of 5 For several days after I returned from the flower shop, the small bag of soil remained beside the windowsill. Every morning, I saw it. Every evening, I told myself I would repot the plant when I had more time. But the truth was,…
Journey 003 · Feeling Behind in Life · Part 2 of 5 The next morning, I woke with the same heaviness still sitting somewhere in my chest. No one had said anything cruel.No one had told me I was behind. And yet, I carried the feeling as if someone had. I made coffee and opened…
Journey 003 · Feeling Behind in Life · Part 1 of 5 That night, I only meant to check my phone for a few minutes before going to sleep. But one scroll became another, and suddenly my screen was full of other people’s lives. Someone posted wedding photos: a white veil, a flower arch, a…
Journey 002 · Not Feeling Good Enough · Part 5 of 5 A few weeks passed. Life did not become easier overnight. There were still busy mornings. Meetings that did not go as planned. Emails I reread more times than I needed to. Photos I almost posted, then changed my mind about. Days when I…
Journey 002 · Not Feeling Good Enough · Part 4 of 5 A few days later, I stopped by a small shopping center after work. I was not looking for anything special. Just groceries. Maybe a new notebook. Maybe a quiet walk through the stores before going home. It was the kind of ordinary afternoon…
Journey 002 · Not Feeling Good Enough · Part 3 of 5 A memory came back to me one afternoon. Not because it was dramatic. Only because it had been quietly waiting there all these years. I was about eight. Our teacher had asked everyone to draw a picture of their favorite place. I drew…
Journey 002 · Not Feeling Good Enough · Part 2 of 5 Once I noticed it, I could not stop seeing it. It was not just the mirror. It was everywhere. I would finish a meeting and immediately replay what I had said. Maybe I talked too much. Maybe I did not say enough. Maybe…
Journey 002 · Not Feeling Good Enough · Part 1 of 5 I was not really looking at my reflection. I was looking for something that needed fixing. It happened almost every morning. I would stand in front of the bathroom mirror a little longer than I meant to. My hair did not look quite…