Feeling Content


I’m sitting in a Starbucks right now as I write this. I feel like the manifestation of a cliché right now. THIS WEEK’S HEADLINE: Aspiring writer blogs at local Starbucks. There’s some smooth jazz playing in the background and I have some fancy drink melting beside my Macbook Air. And I am content. 

I am content. Content. Content, content, content! A few minutes ago, as I sat here at this small corner table, I looked around this massive Starbucks (like honestly, this is the biggest Starbucks I’ve ever seen!) I felt…just…okay. I felt okay. My stomach didn’t hurt. I didn’t have a headache. I wasn’t anxious. I didn’t feel sad. I was just fine. I was content.

I don’t know the last time I felt this way. It’s weird. It feels weird to be feeling okay.

I don’t know how long this feeling will last. But honestly, I’m okay with that. This moment of contentedness feels like a break from my own mind and I will savour every single moment of it.

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