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I couldn’t have made it clearer how stale the new year had felt like in my earlier post. It’s been a thought that’s lingered so much so that I find it such funny timing having explained to Nicole what the word “malaise” means just the other day.
Interestingly but not surprisingly, the new in new year has been ramping up, and I feel energised just as much as I am stressed. It simply isn’t the same tiredness as the bog of malaise anymore. It’s been an eventful past month, and there is an assortment of new things to me.
For one, I find myself falling in love (if I already haven’t) with our fat office cat Pororoy. I have always known myself to be a dog person, unbothered but also not enamoured by cats; and I have in fact known this cat for two years and between two names (the correct one allegedly being Troy).
The more I touch him every office day, the more he would come to me and the more we would grow some kind of primal understanding and uncomplicated attachment that I would imagine to be the simple kind of love I wasn’t ever accustomed to. Seeing him brings me joy, knowing him brings me joy. I send clips of him to a friend in Denmark every time I’m in the office; the routine of him brings me joy. “Love is as love does”, bell hooks writes.
Apart from reading, this past month was also a good month for moviegoing. My favourite was Resurrection. I love cinema captured in its complex life-imitates-art-imitates-life-like breadth (talking about the film) and the sheer existence of it (talking about how amazing it is to just see films be made, shown, and seen). I like life this way.
Lastly, I find that this palpably good mood is underscored by my more intentional dressing up on “regular office days”. I used to intentionally dress down on regular days to (1) not misplace importance on the regular (2) preserve the specialness of my “special” clothes. I reflected on this with my therapist, and I think dressing up and honouring the way I show up in the world with the self-realised version of me that’s available to me now makes every day worth getting out of bed for. It can really be that simple, and I’m happy it is for me. One of these past few days I found myself thinking in passing: every day is special, and special days are special. Let me just write that down.
KameManNen glasses, Studio Nicholson top & bottom, Hereu loafers, rings from Paris and @mirrobeads.
I feel so much like myself! I don’t know a better feeling, mostly because I am the way I am. Grey is a colour I’m very much in love with lately. I can’t get enough of it. Especially mixed with brown… I can’t explain the charm.
This is the new Akong Gugma piece we have at the cafe. Another new thing. My colleagues are probably sick of me saying this but… beautiful.