This is where I gather scattered thoughts and moments—memories from the past, hopes for the future, and details of the present that often go unnoticed. My journal isn’t just about big events, but about the spaces in between: reflections, drifting thoughts, and the quiet rhythm of time.
Thursday, June 19, 2025
Still Floating
Today’s swim felt familiar—I did the same paddling practice as yesterday. But probably I felt a little steadier, a little more confident. It’s a small improvement, but I noticed it. And that makes me happy.
I’m learning bit by bit. There’s still a lot to work on, but I’m moving forward—and that’s what matters.
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