If I'm being completely honest, life is more than a little drab sometimes.

Routine can make even the most exciting things suck after the 1,000th time. Everyone is screaming that enthusiasm is dead, and it sure feels like that sometimes, but there might be something to the little things in life that can rekindle the feeling that's missing for everyone. I feel like there's never enough value put on small comforts. On the same note, it seems like talents which may be mediocre (but give joy) or won't be able to bring income are viewed as pointless, while they're anything but. There's something special in the small things. Is it magic? I think so.

Yeah, sue me. I believe in magic. Am I a nut or a hopeless romantic? I haven't decided that yet.

What I do know is I wouldn't be able to roll out of bed if I weren't "living for the aesthetic." Honestly, it gives me a weird amount of emotional strength to savor the small pleasures in life. The first sip of tea in the morning, a hot shower after a long day, the warmth of the sun on my cheeks while I'm walking to my death - I mean - to an exam. There's just ... something there - something uplifting, hopeful.

I feel like too many people only focus on the big picture.

Everyone is looking so far forward that they can't look down at right now. Nothing up ahead is certain, and it's scary to put that down for a second, but nothing can be more grounding than letting yourself feel how soft your bed is. The next time you're feeling really blah, take a second to notice something you see every day. Send some love to the little honey bee you see working hard to keep your flowers so gorgeous. Wear your favorite necklace because you love it, not because it matches your outfit this time. Take the time to listen to every part of your favorite song. Soak life up, and really live in the moment. You won't get to enjoy or feel it in the same way. Don't let anything rob you of that.

We're all moving so fast, asking for nothing less than usefulness, precision, and perfection. I think that's pointless most of the time.

First of all, we're imperfect by nature! And that's so okay. There's some serious beauty in things that don't mean anything or aren't just right. Skipping over small things and sprinting through life is wasting it. If you find happiness in something, go after it. I used to be so caught up in being the best at what I did that I would be scared to try something if I knew I wouldn't be able to pick up right off the bat. That's one of my biggest regrets. If you love painting, but you can barely draw a stick man, just paint. You'll grow and you'll love doing it. If you love to sing but are the most tone-deaf person on the planet, then sing. It's beautiful because you're passionate about it. Write your bad poetry. Cook the worst food (just be safe lol). Someone will find inspiration and feel your love because you tried and it meant something to you. If you try, things can't go anywhere but up!

This probably sounds like I'm in my last stages before I achieve my final hippie form, but I think we all need to incorporate a little more peace and love in our lives.

Everything feels so ... normal and to the beat of some drum that doesn't even matter. The magic that we're all craving and skipping out on is right in front of us- love and maybe a little bit of hot chocolate on a cold night. Give yourself the opportunity to indulge in the great things that "now" has to offer. You might just feel like the good that you got out of it couldn't have come from anything other than a wave of a wand.