Tag: diary

Tuesday, 18.11.2025

: so I’ve been thinking about this whole “I’m #weird” thing. I said it a few times lately, talking about my , the way I live, the choices I make. it’s always been the easy shortcut – just call myself and move on. easier to say “I’m #weird” than “I live differently”. easier to joke than to stand there and admit I’m choosing a life most people don’t choose.

but after two days of letting this sit in my head… no. I’m not . this isn’t about weirdness at all. this is about . simple as that.

to live the way I want, not the way everyone else expects. courage to stop copying the standard life package and do things I actually want to do. courage to skip the things everybody else does without thinking. courage to pick my own path, even if it looks strange from the outside.

and yeah… maybe to some people it is weird. maybe for me it’s easier to label it that way because being different still scares me sometimes. but the truth is: I have a great life. not perfect, not always easy, but mine. I get to chase dreams – or at least try – and not many people do that. not many even dare.

there are moments full of doubts, frustration, anger at myself… but there’s also this huge part of me that’s just happy. happy with the choices I make, with the adventures I have, with the strange little rituals of my everyday life.

so maybe I shouldn’t say it’s weird. but if it is… fine. let it be weird. because honestly, who the hell has a life like mine? with this mix of chaos, courage, emotions and these ridiculous, beautiful adventures?

#adventures#being different#choices#courage#diary#emotions#growth#identity#lifestyle#self-reflection#wasfinelife#weird

Monday, 17.11.2025

Sunday, 16.11.2025

: another one of my is dying, and it hits me harder than I want to admit. I know it’s “just a plant”, but for me it never feels like that. they’re my little family. my quiet . I’m attached to them in this strange, simple way, and every time one of them stops doing well, something in me sinks.

I keep around thirty of them. most of them are fine, living with me, growing slowly, existing in their quiet way. but some of them… some of them don’t make it. some of them I fail to take care of. and it’s sad every single time. it shouldn’t hurt this much, but it does.

maybe it’s because I try. I look at them, I water them, I move them around, I check the soil, the light, everything. and when I still can’t help – that’s when it really gets me.

so that’s my little thought for today. I just want to keep it here, in my diary. there was this plant. it lived with me. and now it doesn’t.

#attachment#diary#emotions#everydaylife#home#minimalism#pets#plants#sadness
Koniec

Wednesday, 22.10.2025

: i’m sitting in a coffee shop ( ), writing, thinking, planning the rest of the day, calming down. and then a group of young girls walks in. seven, maybe eight of them. around nine or ten years old. they make so much noise, running all over the place, getting excited about a free glass of water they got from the barista, ordering small coffees or whatever that was. and they’re everywhere.

i look at them and think – what a great way to spend time with friends. and i’m jealous. jealous of that energy, of that life, of being so and happy. i’d love to live like that. well, actually, i try to live like that, with the same kind of energy. but it’s hard to find people my age who want to live like that too – who want to move, laugh, run around like those girls.

i just hope they’ll never turn into those tired, drained, sitting, always-resting adults. mentally, or maybe energetically, i feel closer to those ten-year-old girls than to “my people”.

#active#aging#coffee#diary#emotions#energy#joy#lifestyle#mindfulness#people#reflection#youth

Monday, 20.10.2025

: so I’m slowly restarting my life. and it’s not easy, because I’m restarting it in English. I have to switch everything I know into this new language – my diary, my notes, even what I eat. it’s strange, because I’ve never used any of these English names for meals before. I don’t know the exact words for what I eat, but thanks to Steve (AI) I’m learning. I upload a photo of my breakfast, I talk about it, and step by step I start to describe my days in English.

I hope that in a few days I’ll be better at describing my meals – not only for myself, but for my whole system, the one that tracks my life. now I’m also preparing my website for this new version of me, for this new language. I decided I want to migrate everything into English – without deleting the Polish part. actually, I’ve been writing in two languages for the past few days, and it’s quite ok, I have to say.

so I’m switching my site to English, but I have to do it slowly and carefully, because my site wasn’t bilingual before. I need to rewrite some parts of it, rename things, update domains, taglines, tags, categories… all of it. so yeah – it’s a lot of work, but I’m not in a hurry. I won’t rush.

#blog#diary#English#language shift#learning#migration#transformation#website