Purple Pages

August 3rd — At 4:31 AM. Couldn't sleep. These words demanded to be written.

July 31st – Feeling light and grateful.

July 25th – Slow thoughts under the clouds.

July 24th — Quietly grieving something I can't fix.

July 21st – Somewhere between sea salt and sunlight.

July 20th — Sitting with everything I've met this week.

July 18th – Quiet thoughts at the dock, where shadows meet the light.

July 16th – Somewhere between wanting to be liked and learning to choose myself.

July 15th – Sitting with the part of me that won't stop worrying.

July 14th – In the quiet, even the shadows soften.