I find that writing helps me organize scattered thoughts. Sometimes the simplest observations carry the most weight. The world seems full of small, unnoticed details. There’s a pattern here that I hadn’t seen before. Something about rainy days makes everything feel more vivid. The changing seasons always make me contemplative. A conversation with a friend brought this to mind. The more I think about it, the more nuanced it becomes. It occurred to me while making coffee this morning. I’ve started paying more attention to everyday moments. I wanted to write down these thoughts before they faded.