(02) February

Two months into the year and this word project, I thought I'd take a minute to recap, see where things are, and where they aren't.

Here's to appreciating lazy Sundays and help when you need it. Nice smelling candles and tasty, if crumpled, cookies. Sunny days, comfy couches, and a lot more. And here's to appreciating a little time to reflect on it all.

The word today is association, which is what I made today between dessert and a course I hated in college. It's a good dessert, and it deserves better, but it's eternally etched in my memory as a part of a strange and embarrassing experience.

In search of a word, I went sifting through old photos. Instead of a word, I mostly found myself. It turned into an interesting reflection.

I had a word today, and it was going to be burger, because we were going to go out for lunch and get one. And then we didn't. Now the word has to be disqualified.

You can't decide what happens to you. You can only decide what you will do about it. So you can always choose what you do about what happens to you. That's what I reminded myself of today.

In honor of 2/22/22, let's celebrate this unique little number together. And my half birthday.

Today, as Monday acts Mondayish and it's still not April, I reflect on a few of my favorite things.

I walked around all day saying words to myself, waiting for something to stick. Toothbrush. Potato. Black. Small. Coconut. Coconuts made me think of my father. My father made me think of my mother. And that made me think of a cascade of random things.

I decided that today's word would be determination. But sometimes a word decides itself. While I was being determined, the word was rebelling, shifting, becoming something else.