Hey there, dear journal. Today was one of those unremarkable magic days: simple, grounded, and oddly satisfying.

It was a mild, mostly pleasant day in Sale – nothing dramatic, just that calm kind of weather that makes you want to open all the windows and hear the world doing its thing. (See weather widget above.)

Cue my go-to headphone playlist, and what comes on, but “Harvest Moon” by Neil Young – its gentle guitar and soft vocals perfectly matched the pace of the day. It’s the kind of song that feels like a conversation with a good friend, somehow warm and timeless.

The day was stitched together by chores. First up: taking out the recycling. I stacked the bins, loaded up the car, and made my way to the center, listening to the distant hum of passing cars and the rustle of leaves. It felt oddly meditative – like a small, quiet triumph.

Then it was back inside to tackle the usual: stacking dishes, wiping counters, sorting the mail, and letting my mind drift in that empty space between tasks. There’s something peaceful in the routine—those little mundane bits that keep the place ticking.

Evening rolled around and I made taco salad—crisp lettuce, seasoned ground impossible beef,  beans, olives, lettuce, a scattering of cheese, and a dollop of sour cream. It’s not haute cuisine, but it’s reliable and satisfying in its crunchy, savory way. I piled it high, brought it to the table, and sat down with that Neil Young playing low in the background. It was just right.


There’s beauty in the ordinary, you know? Yesterday didn’t bring fireworks, but it brought that gentle sense of everything being handled: chores done, dinner made, music playing, and the world quietly moving outside.

Hope your day had a few of these subtle wins too, dear journal.