The Journal
This journal isn’t curated. It’s collected. No agenda, no goal, no “how to”, no pressure to be better. I write through six senses — sight, sound, taste, smell, touch, instinct — capturing moments that feel real. Some entries are stories, others just thoughts or a quick note. Not everything here matters, but it’s worth noticing. It’s a collection of things that stayed — a scene, a line, a taste, a moment.
Things that felt good, or strange, or oddly comforting. No need to read in order. You don’t have to agree, or relate, or even finish. This space isn’t about self-improvement. It’s about seeing, hearing, feeling what’s around you. And for writing things down before they disappear.
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note of the day: Autumn Said Hi
autumn said hi September 1 That time of year when breakfast is still watermelon, lunch is the ocean, and dinner is warm wind and salty skin. The weather is 26°C. Yet somehow we’re still choosing swimsuits, red fruit, and only good thoughts.
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Welcome to Sense of Six: a space for what I feel, think, and choose
Hi, I’m A., and this is Sense of Six — my journal where I sort through real moments of life: scents, textures, sounds, tastes, touch, and a sixth emotional sense — the ability to notice what feels right (things, places, situations) and to recognize what doesn’t fit my boundaries or interests. It’s about choosing what…