I saw purple when I put on my shirt this morning, I saw purple light when I was meditating in yoga class, I saw purple when I listened to this song, and I saw a lot of purple in this photo.
This weekend was one of the first weekends I’ve had in Chapel Hill and Carrboro this semester. It was all very necessary, all pretty happy. And I spent time with many of the ones I love, I learned how to bake delicious bread, I had the best beer of my life, I did a good deal of experimental partners yoga, I cleaned out my room//my life, and I found beauty in the tiny things.
I could have been more productive, more efficient. But overall, I was happy to be here and finally get around to unpacking all the weekend bags I’ve had piled up in the corner of my room.
Here’s to getting lost in your bedroom and seeing colors to the brightest and fullest potential. Happy Sunday.