the chateau.

taste and vanity. where is the line that separates the two?

I ran into a man yesterday that described his home as his chateau. I think that’s the coolest thing I’ve heard in a minute. a reflection of himself in the way describes his house. I got to see it and sure enough it was a chateau. or better, it embodied what a chateau sounds it might be like. it was not a country house in France, but its energy was charming. tastefully curated. an energy that I aspire to generate for myself.

The chateau does not have to be a physical place, but more of a state of mind. fortifying my mind to a place where I can retreat when things are going wrong and return when things are going great. I need to dust off some old cobwebs and settle in to my chateau for a little bit. I don’t know with what time to be honest. I’m so busy, but I’ll make the time.

a desire to document as much of my life as possible for further reflection. equally important here is taking time to analyze previous patterns and responses. defining clear goals. tracking them.

I am excited to get to go home to see my family during this break. it is much needed.

it’s not much to say this week. I think after some reflection later this week with the family, I will have more useful insights for future me.

from the chateau,

action / everything.

all praise is due to the most high.