The Small Things


While scrolling through my Twitter feed yesterday, I stopped to read a tweet. This person tweeted an article from Inc. titled 7 Small Changes to Your Daily Routine That Can Improve Your Mood, Productivity, and Health.

I read it and liked it! My favorites were journaling, taking one beautiful photo on the way to work, plan something joyful for tomorrow, set one priority for the evening, outsourcing a chore, and write down three things you’re grateful for. It’s basically the entire list, yes.

Someone once told me that the small things were what made life fun, so try and find happiness in the most boring, miniscule situations. The ‘one beautiful photo on the way to work’ fits this. Of course, the reason that the man behind this strategy does this is so that it takes him out of his head, but this can also be applied to finding the beauty in something that most people find downright ugly (traffic, having to go to work).

Have you/are you doing any of the habits in the article? Or do you have your own ways of bringing yourself more happiness? Let me know in the comments!



Managing Stress



It’s an element of my life that I never was able to combat. I remember when I was in high school, I went to the doctor and she asked, “What are you stressed out about?” To this day I don’t remember why I was there, but I remember that I wasn’t exactly relaxed about…something.

So, throughout the years I thought that I was “managing” stress by writing to-do lists (which helped, somewhat), and doing my favorite activity, listening to music. However, 80% of the time I felt alert and anxiously waiting for the next stressor. This was especially true in college. Exams, papers, presentations…ugh! (Glad I’m done with that).

But, it wasn’t until I began therapy for OCD did I learn one way to truly relax, and it helped a lot. The technique? Diaphragmatic breathing. Once I learned how to do it, I used it all the time: at work, and whenever I needed to refocus and felt scattered.

But, that wasn’t enough. After I was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis (RA) a month or so ago, one of the ways to manage the disease was to reduce stress. So, I found an article with suggestions.

In addition to my diapragmatic breathing, I now do yoga, and get out in nature (code for “more exercise”). Norah Jones, who I love, has become a prominent fixture on my iTunes when I need to relax–in addition to my other favorites–and write in my journal. And I talk about my problems instead of keeping it all in. Same goes for my emotions.

Also, getting a grip on my OCD is a stress reliever. Not having to worry about certain things takes a load off my mind.

I’m open to other stress busting techniques, though! So, how do you manage stress?

10-Year High School Reunion

I chose not to go to my 10-year high school reunion. Do I regret it? No. High school was an emotional time, for me and all of my classmates. We were dealing with growing up, relationships, friendships, homework, thinking about the future. It was stressful.

But I met my good friends during those years. After I quit band my junior year I needed somewhere else to eat lunch, so I found the art room. And that was where I met a bunch of lovable, nice, and funny people. I still keep in contact with some to this day.

Seeing Facebook posts from my former Japanese teacher, a friend, and our class group hasn’t fazed me and made me change my mind about not going. It looked like a fun time, though. From the looks of it, the theme was Vegas. Of course. The same people who were part of the student council and planned our dances and events also planned the reunion! It’s cute that they were so dedicated to our class. I was amazed then and I’m still amazed now.

Despite me not going, I was curious to know what some of my classmates were up to…looks like I have to go to my 20th high school reunion huh?


Diary Writing


I watched a cute and funny video on The Atlantic about David Sedaris and him keeping a diary in today’s age.

I have half a bookshelf filled with my diaries, which I began keeping in 97/98. Every notebook is filled with my experiences growing up. It was how I released emotion. I wasn’t one to talk about my feelings (still learning to do that), but I didn’t want someone to talk back to me and give advice. I yearned for someone who would just shut up and listen. I found that “person” in notebooks. I wasn’t judged, and I felt free to write about anything I wanted.

But as I continued writing in my adult life, the entries weren’t imaginative anymore. They became sounding boards for the frustrations I was encountering. And the positive. The log time between entries grew too–I wasn’t writing as often. As the saying goes, “Life got in the way.”

However, watching this video made me proud to be a diary keeper and not an oversharer online: you know the person on Facebook who shares everything from health issues to photos of their children to relationship woes. Isn’t it tiring to see that? Where’s the discrection? If you share your life with the world, what do you have to hold onto? Your Facebook feed becomes your diary, when a diary is supposed to be private. As Sedaris said, “More people are documenting their lives now. The difference is the degree to which they’re sharing. And there’s a lot to be said for not putting things out there.”

Like handwritten letters, keeping a diary is old school. But putting pen to paper is intimate. Note taking doesn’t count here. Anyone can do that (and required for class!). However, writing a letter or your thoughts out takes effort. There’s no delete key, and the handwriting isn’t going to be legible to everyone who reads it. If you make a mistake, scratch it out or white it out. Or throw it out and start over.

While the computer’s great (Microsoft Office!), keeping a diary is still valued today. I won’t stop doing it.