I had hesitations about sharing this Hot Tub Thought.
It still feels vulnerable putting my half-baked thoughts on record without the chance to edit them. And something about a voice note feels way more intimate than my other writing, like I’m leaving my journal out for anyone to read.
I cringe-laughed at myself for how in-my-feelings I sound in this one. Sittin on a tropical beach, pondering whether the self is an illusion 🫠
But it be like that sometimes, and there’s something special about the perspective you get on vacation, when you have enough time to slow down and let things settle. We’ve been waking up at sunrise every day here to surf or hike or snorkel or explore the island, and today was the first day I feel like I got to slow down and let things settle… and this is what emerged (probably influenced by me reading Original Love by
).So I’m sharing it like I would with some good friends in a late night tub talk, and maybe it just happens to stir up something in you too
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