I used to be one to not really post anything political on my social media accounts. I used to react strongly to other people’s post during the 2016 U.S. presidential election, yelling in the form of Facebook comments, feeling so angry and hopeless in fear of the future of my home country, that I didn’t realize that commenting on other people’s posts wasn’t actually getting us anywhere. So, I stopped being political on social media altogether.
However, more recently I’ve realized that if used in a non-agressive manner, using your social media platforms to fight for what you believe in can actually be useful to some extent. At the very least, it gives us a platform to really express ourselves and our beliefs. Our Facebook wall is our space after all, and as the 2020 U.S. presidential election is at our doorstep and as the climate crisis becomes a very real and terrifying part of our every day world, I cannot be silent anymore.
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Yesterday I went to the Milwaukee Art Museum, frankly, to get some inspiration, because apparently I’m quite cliché. Honestly, though, I don’t care about that because I finally had a day off work, and there was an exhibit that I’ve been wanting to see for quite awhile.
Additionally, I just wanted to get out of the house and out of my daily routine. I find myself in a constant state of discontent. I’m always thinking about the future and not in a healthy way. I always focus on getting out of this place, this current situation that I’m in. One of the things that I’ve been trying to focus on though is cultivating joy and focusing on my now, because as much as I would love to jet off to Iceland to escapade around in ice caves or sail off to the Caribbean to get some last much needed sun as we face the brutal Wisconsin winter with shorter days, less sunlight, and biting winds (and apparently snow in October), it’s clear that if I’m not happy in my everyday life, then I’m clearly not happy period.
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When I think about how I used to look at the world, with such curiosity and love, I sometimes feel like I’ve forgotten who I used to be. I used to grab at the world endlessly, with no fear and no reserves. I sometimes miss that person that so loved the world, chasing dreams endlessly, no matter the cost, emotionally, mentally, or financially.
I miss the bliss of being sure of my passions and my desires: to travel to get to know the world and its people, to make the world a better place, and to write about all of it, detailing on every nook and cranny of this digital journal the step-by-steps of my global citizenship journey.
But somewhere along the line those passions and desires were taken from me, or at the very least, they’ve gone completely dormant, almost as though have been taken from me.
Continue reading “Taking advantage of creative spaces.”
I moved to a new apartment in Milwaukee about a month and a half ago. Finally moving back to living alone after a year of living with five different roommates at different times was a breath of fresh air. Setting up my new place to be exactly what I wanted it to be was the start of a new beginning. Even if I did decide … Continue reading Painting tables and hanging photos.