I Stopped Being Cool and Got Real Again
At some point I decided I had to be “put together.” Like every emotion had to be labeled and logged. Like every creative idea needed a side hustle.
But recently I’ve been leaning into the uncool stuff. Drawing badly. Dancing weirdly. Wearing clothes that feel like pajamas. And honestly? I feel more human now than I did when I was “impressive.”
We were never meant to be curated. We were meant to be felt.
So no, I’m not back to my old self. I’m just no longer afraid to be visible in my joy, even if it looks awkward.
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