I can’t seem to fall asleep tonight. Maybe it’s the aftermath of a heavy leg day, or perhaps the matcha latte I had a little too late in the afternoon. Either way, my mind is wandering—and suddenly, the thought hits me: I should practice singing. Completely random, I know. But then again, aren’t we all a little unpredictable sometimes?
That led me to another thought: what if, after I’m married, I still have these sleepless nights? What if I feel like singing at 2 a.m.? Would that even be possible with my in-laws asleep nearby? Now that’s a horror scenario. Maybe I could watch a movie instead, but that sounds kind of dull in the middle of the night. Or maybe I’ll just reach for a book—quiet, harmless, and always there.
And yet, here I am—two paragraphs deep, and still very much awake. My brain’s on overdrive. One moment I’m dreaming of becoming a peaceful, cozy homemaker like Honeyjubu… the next, I’m picturing myself crafting the dreamiest home café like Cafe Maddy. There’s a part of me that’s drawn to a more feminine and demure lifestyle, much like the one Kika Kim seems to live, while another part just wants to vlog my quiet life like Michelle Choi. I want to be it all—the perfect daughter, wife, mom, daughter-in-law… the whole list. Is that too much to ask?
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