The one thing I must consistently remind myself is that it’s okay to write something simple and light hearted.


Not every paragraph, sentence or letter needs to happen in a frantic existential crisis. It’s alright to move slow and write something meaningless. So long as the writing is enjoyed as often as it’s hated.

What good comes from existing in a perpetual panic mode?

I’m glad I obsessively refresh my thoughts on a regular basis. It reminds me to catch my breath and just let my mind wander from time to time.

To keep it simple.


Don't go mad.