My sister-in-law got me a nice hardback notebook with swans on the front a while back. I started writing in it lately. I haven’t journaled in so long. I have been distracted, afraid, and unsure what to say before. But now, when life is so heavy, I am finding refuge in my old friend - my pen and the pages.
I wrote on August 9, 2023: Wednesday: 1:30PM: Porter’s Soup Shack:
“I’m finally breaking into this beautiful book. What good is it if it doesn’t get used? I’ve way too many thoughts anyway and … very few friends. …” And it goes on. I finally let myself spill onto those pages.
What brings me back to this site is, because Lex in Japan asked for my blog and I also grew ecstatic that possibly someone would read my stuff. (Lex, if you’re reading this, thank you. I am inspired by your blog. Please don’t feel obligated to stay and read the rest lol.)
Let’s face it, my shit may never get read anyway. Meh. And it took me while to get it back and running, because I had to convert the site from a business idea that I had with my internet bestie, Kari. It used to be a literary / dark academia site called “SpillingThi,” but I changed it to be an alternative cosmic space called “SpillinGalaxies.”
SpillinGalaxies is an intellectual idea. It is the connection at which two people meet to find solace in each other and be able to appreciate the beauty of our surroundings and whom we are with.
To be honest, I was hoping we would both contribute to the site, however life pulls us in many directions. And that’s okay.
I am still choosing to keep this site’s name, because it means a lot to me. Lately and for a while, I’ve been thinking myself as an entity of two things — self and my mind. I have been guided by Michael A. Singer’s “Untethered Souls.” The way he phrased things reconstructed my mind: how I think about things and how it impacts me. Whenever life gets rough, especially as a highly sensitive person, it is crucial to identify that emotions are only temporary. I am highly emotional. Feelings will pass. They are not exactly the whole being of who I am, though I feel that way somethings. So, being said that I am two things, hey, the connecting vibrations are within me. See? The name of “SpillinGalaxies” and its philosophy still holds.
TLDR: I’m back bitches and oh shit so much is going on… Uh, newsflash: I am moving back to Texas.