It’s a good Tired.

 Hey, again! 👋❤

It’s 2026, I’m 24 and am living on my own, building my career and in a full blown long distance relationship. The last time I actually wrote one of these, I was still a teenager going through “heartbreak”.

How much has life changed, how much we grow and the more days that I’ve lived, I’ve realized how grey life truly is - in the best way possible. 

I’m currently writing this after a hectic week, sleeping on my PG’s shitty mattress, in shorts I stole from my sister and a pajama top my parents bought for me and am down a beer I bought myself. And as exhausted as I am - I can’t help but think about the fact that, this is what I always wanted as a child. Granted I never thought about the tough things - like life, but this is what I wanted. 

Your twenties are quite possibly the most unsettling, adventurous and confusing years of your life. You’re so hellbent on building a life you’re proud of that sometimes I think we forget to celebrate the little wins and maybe be comfortable with the fact that we are ‘lost’ and that’s okay.

I wish I knew my next steps but I don’t, 

I wish I knew if I’m doing the right thing, 

But I don’t 

I wish, 

The people I met were more permanent in my life, but they’ve come with a predefined course 

I wish, 

I knew if the things I’m holding on to, are holding on to me too, 

I wish, 

Youth- as much as it comes with lights and glory showed me a defined path 

I wish, 

Independence always didn’t have to mean self reliance 

I wish, 

Life was also a soft mattress, 

To rest on. 

We do have a purpose, 

As as uneasy as it may be, 

But I guess it’s personal, 

The only thing that’ll ever be - Ours.