how much do we really need to be happy?

in defence of keeping our heads in the clouds

maybe we're just meant to be average and enjoy small things. maybe we're just meant to go to our little jobs and see our friends on the weekends. maybe we're just meant to be happy with the things in front of us. maybe we're just supposed to smile at sunsets and make silly jokes and hug our mothers and say stupid things and apologise and move on. maybe we’re meant to cry at little things, wipe our tears and carry on. maybe things just happen. but maybe we're not meant to work to the bone just for some money that we must immediately deposit into someone else's pocket, so we don't feel the rain on the top of our heads. maybe we're supposed to drink the water directly from the skies. what if we’re supposed to be mediocre and no one should be famous for nothing. maybe we don't have to set big goals, maybe the end of the day is as far as we need to look ahead. maybe we're just meant to enjoy the moment we're in right now and never worry about the person we want to be in five years. maybe we are the people we are right now and that's okay. maybe we don't need to have huge amounts of ambition to matter. maybe we don't need to count every calorie, every roll, every wrinkle, every mistake, every bad thing and turn it into art, every good thing and post it online. maybe we don't need the internet. maybe we don't need comments sections. maybe we just need that look in someone’s eye. maybe we could just survive on kindness. maybe we could work 20 hours a week and spend the rest of our time eating sweet fruits and painting pretty skies. maybe we should send our friends letters again. maybe we should read more books. maybe we should write our feelings down more and talk about them with the people we trust. maybe we should bring back house phones, so we can wrap our fingers around the cord when we’re nervous or say “hang on a minute!” when the postman comes and your friend is left with the distant notes of your inner world. maybe we don’t have to try as hard to be anything other than the people we are when we wake up, when we cry, when we laugh, when we try, when our palms sweat to ask a cute boy on a date or when our hearts race when we see them walking down the aisle. maybe we’re already enough. maybe we can just live our lives and keep looking at the sky, search for the moon at night as a sign we’re still alive and rest our heads on the clouds. maybe our heads are supposed to be in the clouds.

some peaceful clouds

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hello lovely readers, thank you for reading today’s post. i hope your december is going well so far. i have been concentrating on slowing down and resting for the final month of the year, lots and lots of reflections taking place too. i hope you are doing the same.

btw, i’ve been loving the shade of baby blue for the winter. i think it encapsulates the season quite well. i’ve just painted my nails this colour, and i’ve just added a baby blue december desktop wallpaper to my digital shop if you were looking for something cute for your laptop.

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see you next week xo