Yesterday, I looked in the mirror
Every time I’ve ever started a new regimen, it would normally take me a couple days to begin to like myself again enough to look in the mirror. That is not necessarily because ofmy dislike for the reflection (although it’s that, too, sometimes); it’s more because of my disappointment for letting myself go this long and only realizing it after I’m already at the stage of feeling the way I feel in that moment. I know you know what i’m talking about.
Anyway, so, long story (as) short (as I know how), yesterday, I looked in the mirror.
This is crucial not for the vanity or pettiness of it, but for the fact that once you’ve finally managed to bring yourself to look at the reflection in the mirror, I promise you, you’ll want to recommit that you’ll do whatever it takes to take care of it, which brings me to my next point.
disclaimer: committing is the hard part. But that’s a topic for another day.
A day of (—) is an extra day of (—)
As I applied my absolute favorite moisturizer, I thought how amazing is it that you spend a minute, two tops applying a moisturizer, and you gain a whole day of wrinkle-free, healthy skin on the other end.
Okay, so this isn’t scientific. By any means.
But, the point stands. In the big scheme of things, the few minutes it would take me to stick to a routine (a nice smelling one at that), or you to stick to anything, really, that’s good for you, will be your gain, and your gain alone, 10, 20 years from now.
Your soul. It matters, too.
We’ve all heard – and perhaps even experienced – how looking good (or better) makes you feel good (or better). Well, newsflash: the opposite is true, too. And, your soul matters, too. And so, just like it’s key to take care of your physical health by taking care of your body, it’s just as crucial to take care of your mental and emotional health by taking care of your mind and soul.
I’m trying to be as conscious as possible about carving out a slice of my schedule for the things I love, just like I’m doing it more and more for the people I love.
I love all things water. The sound of waves crashing, the sound of rain on the roof, the breath-taking views of the sea. To honor my love for the freshest item in the periodic table, I went on a date (with my mama) out in the middle of the Mediterranean. I get my love for the sea (and every other trait, basically) from her. It was so cleansing.
Then I came home, had jasmine green tea, and fell asleep to the sound of waves crashing and rain on the roof, together.