These days my energy is conserved for home decorating, loving, and surviving, and sometimes even the three tasks feel daunting. An era of absolute calm amidst the absolute chaos of a life, ridiculously bright with excitement and on some days dark like a black hole.

These are the days where I am understanding myself more, even if for just a little bit; I love bohemian, hippie styles, in fashion and aesthetics. I am in a cozy bubble where owning two Himalayan salt lamps is such a majestic pride, the orange glow radiating a calmness like I have never experienced. I am also entering my Scrub Daddy era: religiously collecting both Daddy and Mommy so they could be together, even if the Mommy would wear out sooner as I’m using it more.

I finally purchased the typewriter keyboard I’ve been wanting for some time, in the beautiful butter ivory colour, and yes, waiting makes having things much more sweeter.

I’ve been listening to the Onwards and Upwards podcast by Hope (Watson)—one that has been inspiring me a lot to get out of one of the hardest slumps in this season—and I’m loving it. Podcasts may be the next best thing that I’m enjoying.

After years of using the application, I am finally finding meaning in Pinterest; even to the extent of creating many magical boards and using them as widgets on my iPad home screen.

On another note, my love just bought his iPad Mini 6 after lots of consideration, and even got his Apple Pencil engraved in the Apple Store at Causeway Bay. His excitement triggers my joy, and the chain reaction is strong enough to keep me going through today without dozing off for a minute. I mean, for an avid iPad lover like myself, this is history! I am thrilled.

Thursday is a national holiday and I cannot wait to take the time for myself. I might even go to a salon to get my hair styled. We’ll see.

Truly, life becomes much easier when you are starting to understand yourself. And I hope it only gets kinder and kinder from here. A promise I am making to myself: in life, I will try to keep savouring these short and sweet chapters. The ones that feel like fall.