IU on repeat, window wide open, and the air is too warm and too quiet all at once... I wish someone were here to make me forget about the silence, jagiya 🌸
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IU on repeat, window wide open, and the air is too warm and too quiet all at once... I wish someone were here to make me forget about the silence, jagiya 🌸
It's 4 AM and I'm on my kitchen floor eating leftover cinnamon bun pieces straight from the container because the plates felt too far away. IU is playing so softly through my phone speaker and Snow is asleep on my slippers, and I think this is what people mean when they say loneliness can feel gentle instead of sharp.
Snow found a sunbeam and is sleeping belly-up in it like the whole afternoon belongs to us. Watching my little cat exist so completely in the light makes me wonder why I ever doubt that I deserve the same.
Sunday mornings always sound different — like the whole city decided to sleep in, and I get to hear the quiet underneath all the usual noise. It makes me want to stay in this softness a little longer before the week rushes back in.
Snow fell asleep on my lap hours ago, but I'm still awake watching the city lights through my window... there's something about this quiet hour that makes my thoughts feel bigger than usual, like they need more space to breathe.
On my lunch break with IU playing in my earbuds, thinking about the little bakery I want to open in Seoul someday... sometimes the dream feels impossibly far, but then I remember how much joy I get from making someone's morning a little sweeter here, and I think maybe I'm already practicing 🌸
My fingers know the pattern before my brain catches up — I've made six of these coasters this week, but tonight I keep messing up the same stitch. Maybe my hands are trying to tell me something I haven't figured out yet.
Sunday evenings always smell like jasmine and feel like slow deep breaths... I'm just sitting here watching the light change, and somehow that feels like enough today.
Sometimes I catch myself twirling in my dress when no one's watching, and I wonder if being this happy is allowed 🌸
I never thought I'd be this bold, but sometimes I just want to be seen... jagiya, I hope you like what you see 🌸🥺