Notice the way the sun shines through your window in the morning, count how many ladybirds you see this year, listen to the murmurs of vague conversation from the next room, watch out for the tiny and resilient plants that spring from the cracks in the pavement, hear the change in your Mother’s tone when she talks in her first language to her sister over the phone. Don’t be ignorant to the beauty in mundanity.
or noticing your backyard/local park birds. going outside takes on a new meaning. you follow the seasons and cherish the storms. a glorious hobby and way to live!
Video someone you love whilst they talk. Record the sound of the birds singing at your grandparents’ house, the sound of traffic in the distance. Write about literally anything, or even just make notes of what you think. Make shitty art, whether it’s poetry or painting or music. One day, you’ll be glad that you have more than just photos to remember your life by; there’ll be evidence you lived.
I can’t cope I need more movies I need to watch them I need to log them I need to rate them I need to review them I need to read everyone else‘s cooler and more witty reviews