Back to basics. What didn't I know, actually? Trying to find out, exploring more of myself every day. Every day, I wait for thoughts to express themselves at a certain time of the day. No matter what the moment is, something is always there to learn. Every ordinary day adds up to my consistency, strengthening me.
The day I started writing was an ordinary day. The day I started understanding myself was an ordinary day. The day I faced my first mistake was an ordinary day. The day I am writing is an ordinary day too. However, every day is built differently, having different learnings and flaws with it. I believe it's the ordinary days that build a better self.
A few days back, I was sitting idle. I was lost in the memories I had been collecting throughout the journey. Suddenly, a flashback of the first day made me feel that my ordinary day was an extraordinary one. The day I started writing myself out to discover more of myself. To find out whether I could write and express myself without any fear or hesitation. It's not a moment; it's a feeling felt on a very normal day, without any motive or aim. Just as it is.
A small initiative that day framed the structure of the journey I am trying to continue every single day. It's been an extraordinary journey to become better every day- a collection of ordinary days.
Trust- it's easy to spell but hard to have. Writing gave it to me through the process of finding myself. Expressing myself through words promises to give me something valuable to learn, irrespective of the day.
No day is ordinary or extraordinary; it's the thoughts and notions that define it while expressing through words. Commitment to show up didn't let the days become common; they became special.
No more ordinary days. Celebrating every day I show up.
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