The Season of Slow

Published on 15 October 2025 at 19:00

Life lately — slower than planned, cozier than expected.

Hey there.

It’s been a while, hasn’t it?
I’m as surprised as you are by how quickly time has passed since we last spoke.

When I packed my bags and envisioned this season in Copenhagen — from late September to early November — I imagined a packed schedule: mornings at the office, afternoons spent writing my thesis, workouts, training sessions, and maybe a few extra shifts squeezed in somewhere between.

But, as it turns out, that plan was a bit… ambitious.


Instead of being in my hyper-productive era, I’ve mostly been in my “tired all the time” era. These days, just making it to the office in the mornings feels like an accomplishment. I try to do a bit more in the afternoons, but honestly? I’m exhausted.

 

So, I’m taking things slowly — as I should.
Letting my inner rhythm settle.
Breathing.
Trusting that I’ll get everything done, eventually.

 

And in the middle of this tiredness, I keep realizing how lucky I am to have some truly amazing people in my life. Sometimes that thought alone makes me emotional — the kind of soft, teary gratitude that sneaks up on you when you least expect it.

 

Lately, I’ve been staying with someone wonderful — she’s offered me a home, food, warmth, and endless conversations over dinner. It’s rare to get this kind of time with a friend — to just be together without rush, sharing thoughts, deepening feelings, growing quietly side by side.
She offers inspiration like a fresh cup of coffee — quietly, effortlessly, just by being herself.
I’m already excited to reread this post in a few years and see how far she’s come.

 

A lot has happened lately — and yes, I’ve been busy.
Busy — with what, you may ask?
Well, that’s a story I’ll tell you some other time.

 

There’s been some beautiful chaos, a sprinkle of witchcraft (yes, literal witchcraft — I’m still writing about that magical night with some powerful women), and in between all of it… a lot of trying to stay awake.
In the office.
On the bus.
At home.

 

So, for now, I’m listening to what my body needs — sleep, softness, and cozy moments. The weather’s getting colder, and all I want is to curl up with blankets, drink tea, have slow conversations, share ideas, listen, and simply be.

I had imagined this month differently — busier, faster, sharper.
And I guess I am doing it all… just at a slower, gentler pace.

 

Between my thesis, my multiple jobs, and my social life, there’s so much I could tell you.
But tonight, I don’t even have the energy for that.

 

I just wanted to check in.
To say hi.
To remind each other that slowing down is also a kind of progress.

 

Copenhagen is starting to feel a bit Christmassy — the air smells like cinnamon and roasted almonds, and there are candles glowing in almost every window.

The streets get dark early, but somehow it feels comforting, like the whole city is slowing down together.

I love it. It makes me want to wrap myself in a big scarf, grab a warm drink, and just enjoy this cozy, quiet season for what it is.

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