The Moxie Sphere

Dear Intentional Reader, It’s the 30th of June; a day with pluvial weather. I love it when it rains, but the way it’s been raining over the past few days is beginning to annoy me! All kinds of creatures ( I’m referring to crawling animals and insects in this context, but I h@te them so much, hence the exaggeration) are beginning to crawl out because the flood has chased them from their habitats. Two nights ago, a centipede crawled into the house while I was working out. I cried for real, and I was sure my neighbors heard my voice. I thought of going out to knock on a neighbor’s door — preferably a male to help me kill it, but then I summoned courage and killed the b@$t@rd!! Excuse my choice of language, please.

It’s the wee hours of the 11th of June; I had just finished my workouts, and headed to the shower — thinking about how I have to make sure I read a page or two of the book I’m currently reading before I sleep — and then it struck me, “Moxie you’re changing”. At that moment, I felt very proud of myself, so while I was in the shower, I started thinking about it. I think I’ve healed a lot of things within myself. You see, sometimes we don’t even realize we need healing. When you hear words like therapy or healing, you assume they’re only for people with obvious issues, but that’s not necessarily true.

To The Reader Who Gets It, I almost skipped that salutation because, unlike my other writings, this one is different. Typically, I write with joy — but not today. It’s been about a month since I published, and that’s because I got emotionally interrupted on the 3rd of March, and my brain chose the easiest coping mechanism available: “distraction”. It’s all over now, but I didn’t get inspired to write for a while. I’d scroll aimlessly on social media — which is something I h@te, by the way. I wanted to write something on “Self-care”, but I realized I wouldn’t give it my all if I hadn’t fully expressed myself about this particular incident. If you know me, you’d know I love to express myself a lot!

Dear Intentional Reader, There is something no one prepares you for in adulthood; and that is friendships ending without a fight. People rarely talk about the kind of friendship breakups that don’t explode: no dramatic argument, no blocked numbers, no final speech — they simply fade.

Every year when February approaches, the internet starts screaming in red. Everyone is talking about Valentine's Day except me and you, maybe? That is if you don't care about Valentine's Day. It's not like I've never cared about it all my life. I used to, but if I'm being honest about it, it was because of pressure; and I was way younger then. The pressure is lowkey still there, but I now have more control over it! Today I chose to put my thoughts into writing, so hi there, thank you for stopping by. I appreciate you taking your time to read this piece.

Lately I feel like the topics I've been writing on are pretty serious; you know like I'm some serious life coach. I don't know if I like that feeling, but I want to say I'm growing; because truly, I am. Someone even pointed that out in the comments on  The Morning Routine That Tripled My Productivity Valentine's Day is in two days; and now you know what inspired this post. If you have been reading my posts lately, you'll notice I'm writing more about soft life for intentional women.