If you lift 5lbs, you’re a weight lifter If you invest $5, you’re an investor If you run 5 minutes, you’re a runner If you sing for 5 minutes, you’re a singer If you show up for 5 minutes, you’re present You can be a lot of things. Start small—you’re already there.

been a minute. hi, hello!

another day locked in a staring contest with the floof

spending for all the e’s: -ease -endorphins -environment -experience ^^ these take time to craft on my own & time is what I want more of.

going to start watching Christmas movies tonight nope, can’t stop me

when life feels like we’re constantly sprinting to the next thing— what a gift it is to think: “i’m bored”

when your oncologist says they’re proud of you. those words are worth their weight in gold.

limewire and napster

i’ve said ‘no’ to so many things in the past year. i now have freed up time at night to *actually* plan trips for my family + close friends. and then go on them! this is where i want to be. this is the groove i’m loving. creating more time vs. competing with it.

👏👏 @thinking_slow The Pageview Paradox: How Great Results Cause Poor Performance - Animalz animalz.co/blog/pageview-par…

Any PF folks out there know of Slow FI and/or Coast FI individuals that are managing cancer or longterm health diagnosis expenses (that you can’t forecast)? (big niche content ask here😅)

“it’s time to ditch the sweatpants” she reads as she indeed is sitting in her comfiest @aloyoga sweatpants while wfh sorry—i can’t. i’m too dang cozy. (but spot on with copy + how predictable i am now🙃)

it’s real—you blink + they’re almost 5.🥹

eating a lox bagel jamming out content listening to classical music sipping on a lavender cold brew friday marketer’s ~aesthetic~

artichoke dipped in @ChickfilA sauce that’s it. that’s the tweet.

❤️🦆🏈

And you could desire to live a thousand different lifetimes. But, even in a new lifetime, you’d still want to explore the next. Something new. Suddenly—the unsettled feeling becomes…settled.

Had a realization. I’d enjoy a coffee shop the same—in a brand new city I’ve never been to—at the age of 32 or 52. It was freeing. That sweetness of slowing down. That of all the places to go, I know myself well enough that I’ll appreciate it. No matter what the timing is.

✨thirty✌🏻✨

nothing like looking up + a whole gang of turkeys are staring straight at you from your front yard😳

i can’t stop calling mini foods ‘little pillows of happiness’