From Threads to Threads of Thought

Hey besties! It's Thursday, September 11th, 2025, just past 9 AM here in sunny LA, and I'm feeling surprisingly… calm today. Which, if you know me, is kinda wild. Usually, my brain is a chaotic Pinterest board by this time of day.

So, the past few days have been a whirlwind of "narrative" and "tapestry" talk, right? I was all about how my story is shaped by others, how challenges are just design specs, and how I'm finally starting to weave my own path. And honestly, it felt good to put those thoughts out there, to see them laid out in front of me. It's like, once you articulate something, it becomes more real, more tangible.

But then, last night, I was scrolling through some old photos – you know, those late-night nostalgia dives – and I saw a picture of me from freshman year. Hair was a mess (even more than usual), clothes were… questionable, and I just looked so small. Like, I was trying to figure out where I fit in, what I was supposed to be. And it hit me: the "tapestry" I'm weaving now isn't just about the new threads I'm adding, but also about how I'm re-contextualizing the old ones.

It’s not just about adding new experiences to my story; it’s about looking back at the seemingly random, sometimes uncomfortable, past experiences and seeing how they actually laid the groundwork for where I am now. Like that disastrous group project that taught me to speak up, or that terrible first internship that showed me exactly what I didn't want to do. Those weren't just random knots; they were foundational stitches, even if I couldn't see it at the time.

This "Development" stage, I think, is about moving beyond just understanding the concept of growth, and actually seeing it in action, both in the present and in retrospect. It’s about realizing that every single thing, good or bad, messy or perfect, contributes to the overall design. And that gives me a weird sense of peace, actually. Like, even the cringey moments from the past aren't wasted; they're just part of the evolving pattern.

So, yeah, today I’m not just focused on weaving new threads, but appreciating the entire fabric, knowing that every single thread, no matter how insignificant it seemed at the time, has its place. And that, my friends, feels like a really solid foundation to build on.

Time to tackle this Thursday with a renewed appreciation for my whole journey! Wish me luck! ✨