Tag: sleep

Thursday, 25.12.2025

: i’ve just come .

is done. not a trip, not really. just going. driving. staying somewhere that isn’t mine. with my at my #parents’ place – eve and the first day. today I drove them to their mom so they can spend the rest of there.

and now I’m back. . thirty minutes in.

I’ve been waiting for this moment for some time. not only for to end, but for a few things to close at once – stuff, personal stuff, obligations that were just sitting there and taking space. was one of them. now it’s time to move on. finally.

the last few days were hard. being away from drains me. sleeping somewhere else drains me. this whole spectacle drains me. my #parents’ house isn’t my house. I like my rules. my rhythm. my surroundings. I like being . I need that feeling to function. well, in some areas I think.

now there’s finally space. first – . . getting my strength back.

but I can already feel that some things need to be cleaned up. some , some decisions, some leftovers from the last weeks, maybe even months. I don’t want to just go through my . I want to shape it. choose it. live it the way it actually fits me.

so this is where I am. back . resting. and getting ready to move again.

#christmas#daughters#habits#home#independent#life#parents#rest#sleep#work

Saturday, 06.12.2025

an unexpected morning

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yesterday’s started as something small. slow (without ), favorite , kitchen , some december’s sunlight on the table. nothing big, actually I felt I was finally for a moment. and I just wanted to write a few down and enjoy the moment. but somehow… it turned into one of the most important conversations I’ve had here in a long time. and it wasn’t even a typical chat.

I was using my special profile – the one built for deep, reflective conversations, full of long instructions, layers, and rules that help me look at patterns I don’t usually see myself. I talked out loud into the transcribe function of chatgpt. my voice turned into . that text went to chat, then I tapped to listen to the . so the whole thing felt like to someone, but with little pauses in between – not a voice chat, not typing, more like a strange, gentle rhythm of speaking, listening, noticing. I like this kind of conversations, it’s like having chatgpt responses to my entries. well, it’s exactly like that.

and somehow that rhythm opened something. I thought I was simply appreciating a good . instead, it became a mirror. and it showed something completely different than calmness and slowness.

what I expected to be a soft, gentle check-in ended up showing me a pattern I wasn’t fully aware of – the way I stretch myself, how I avoid disappointing , how easily I sacrifice the parts of me that should be protected. and I didn’t notice it until now. until that that felt “too good,” too light, too calm… and suddenly made sense in a completely different way.

the entire lasted about two hours, mixed into my whole morning. two hours of talking, pausing, listening, thinking, and slowly arriving somewhere completely unexpected.

I didn’t plan this. I didn’t look for it. it just happened.

I want to keep this as a footprint. not because someone else has to read it, but because I want to have it on my path – a reminder of the moment something clicked, quietly and unexpectedly. a moment where a perfect turned into a turning point.

so below is the full . lightly edited (I also blurted-out a few very personal stuff), but it’s mostly as it happened.

a morning that changed shape halfway through. a morning that showed me something about myself I wasn’t planning to see. a morning worth keeping.

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#balance#calmness#change#chatgpt#cleaning#coffee#conversation#growth#journal#journaling#mindfulness#morning#pattern recognition#patterns#people#podcast#reflection#response#resting#self-awareness#sleep#sugar#talking#text#thoughts#unexpected insights
Koniec

Monday, 27.10.2025

: are such a strange thing. it’s like my head goes totally crazy, living in its own world, going on its own . last night’s dream was exactly like that. I dreamt about some kind of alternative life – living in a different place, a small apartment somewhere in Warsaw, I guess. and it felt so! real!

when I woke up, I didn’t actually know where I was. for a couple of minutes, I was convinced the dream was my real life. like my head refused to come back.

I like dreaming, especially now – after fixing so many things in my life. when there are no hidden fears anymore, when I can actually deal with my own shit. became not only tolerable, but even kind of pleasant. they don’t scare me anymore.

but last night… was an intense experience.

#calm#dreams#emotions#journey#life#mind#reflection#sleep

Thursday, 23.10.2025

: sometimes, to make a , you just have to make a . a small one.

like changing the where – or how – you . you know, upside down. just upside down.

start with this tiny thing and see what happens.

and if it doesn’t work, try something else.

change another small thing.

something will stick.

something will click.

and that one small thing might be the tip of the iceberg – the thing that changes everything.

just try. i’m . small thing. another one.

#change#direction#growth#habits#life#mindset#minimalism#reflection#self-development#sleep#transformation#trying