Threads of a Quiet Week

This week wasn’t much. Just one of those stretches of time where the days blur together, and you’re left with a handful of moments that feel more like echoes than events. Work filled most of it, the usual grind that keeps the hours moving. Reflection took up the rest. It’s strange how even the most uneventful weeks can feel heavy when your mind decides to dig deeper into itself.

There were small highlights, though. I sold my favourite hoodie on Grailed for something I’d been meaning to do for a while. It felt like closing a chapter, in a way. Strange how objects can carry weight, not just physically but emotionally. Letting go of them feels lighter, but not always easier.

We were supposed to film the cooking video this week—tarte Tatin, if you remember. Benson had plans to cook it for his girlfriend, and Bao was ready to film it all. But at the last minute, Benson’s commitments caught up with him. Life happens, I suppose. It’s not the kind of thing you can hold against anyone. Commitments have a way of demanding your attention, whether you like it or not.

But the real highlight? It wasn’t selling the hoodie or even cancelling the video. It was the tab on your top left named "Thoughts". After days of thought and hesitation, I finally created it—a space for the ideas that linger long after the books are closed. It’s not just a collection of thoughts; it’s a home for the pieces of me shaped by the things I’ve read.

There’s something grounding about putting those reflections into words, about giving form to the chaos of thoughts. It’s like pulling threads from a tangled web and weaving them into something new. This page feels like the start of something important—a place where I can let those thoughts breathe, and maybe even share them with others who’ve felt the same pull from a passage or a phrase.

So no, this week wasn’t eventful. But maybe it didn’t need to be. Maybe it’s enough that I carved out this space—a quiet corner for the things that matter most to me right now.

Here’s to the small things that feel big when you let them.