I’ve been lacking inspiration as of late. I consume information and ideas from the adults and children that I work with, from the shows I’m watching, from the social media platforms that I visit. I’m overwhelmed and it’s affecting my wellbeing. At the beginning of the month, my sister and I moved into a new apartment. I love it here and it’s everything I’ve been wanting for a long time. But for many reasons, some of which I can pinpoint and others I cannot, it’s not enough. Having more space, having things to own, these do not bring you happiness. They do not bring contentment or excitement or peace of mind. With moving has come a lot of resurfaced anxiety. I am slowly settling in and figuring out what I want to add to each day in order to relax and get to a good headspace again. The summer is such a beautiful season, and I am missing a lot of it to sit inside and find ways to distract myself. This post serves as a reminder to myself to get out there and enjoy my life. It can be easy to forget that you only get one. I will never be this young again. I want to seize every opportunity to be alive. I plan to recenter and rebuild a sense of wonderment inside. I will be inspired again.