After a restless night, I woke with my mind racing, remnants of yesterday’s case study interview still echoing in my thoughts. That quiet voice of self-criticism had already crept in, replaying moments I wished had gone differently. I felt the need to clear my head, so I stepped out into the morning. A slow walk. A warm coffee. A pause to breathe. It helped more than I realized.
The morning brought movement, but it also brought release. There’s something grounding in walking without destination, just letting the path do the work and allowing fresh air to soften the tension within.
Later, I met a friend for brunch and ceramic painting. It was exactly what I didn’t know I needed. A calm, creative space. No pressure. Just quiet, chilled vibes, colour palettes, and heartfelt conversation. The paintbrush became an extension of that emotional reset, each stroke pulling me further from the stress and closer to presence.
The rest of the day flowed in that same spirit. I chose to relax, giving myself permission to step back after weeks of preparation and high energy. That decision felt nourishing. Guilt-free rest is something I’m learning to embrace.
In the evening, I cooked dinner for a loved one, a small act, but one wrapped in care. Cooking, for me, is another form of therapy. A way to offer warmth, to reconnect through simplicity. And sharing that moment felt like the perfect end to a day rooted in gentleness.
Not every day is about doing more. Some days are about softening. Releasing. Recalibrating.
~Nerusha
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