I woke up feeling a bit disconnected — not in a sad way, just distant from everything. No particular thought, no urgency. The phone had a few notifications but nothing that couldn’t wait. I let them sit while I made tea. The silence of the morning felt like something worth preserving.
Spent some time cleaning up my desktop — both digital and physical. Too many files, too many tabs. Deleted what wasn’t needed, organized a few folders. There’s a weird calm that comes with small order. It doesn’t solve anything, but it helps create space for focus.
I worked on a bug in one of my apps during the afternoon. It wasn’t even reported by anyone — just something I noticed during testing. Fixing it didn’t take long, but it gave me a sense of control. Sometimes, fixing small things gives a feeling of progress when life feels stuck.
Ate something simple for lunch. Toast and peanut butter. Could’ve done better, but I wasn’t in the mood to cook.
In the evening, I watched the sky turn orange from my window. No music, no screen — just watched. There’s a comfort in knowing that even if the day didn’t go anywhere big, it still happened, quietly, honestly.
Now I’m just sitting here, wrapping this up. No big takeaways. Just a soft day, and that feels enough for today