log #006: being a villager
A weekend back in my hometown meant a busy and tight schedule of engagements and functions with different social units in my life: my friends, my titas, my nuclear family and some more errands that just cannot be done in the city because this is still where me and r vote. It could very get overwhelming being held by the responsibility to follow through transactions and activity, but I don't pay that any mind nor feel it because these acts of service that do not rely on the expectation of being paid like a job are great exercises for my humanity; and as always it feels quite nice to be needed, to do good and to show up for others.
Many times me and r talk about our homecomings, one we will always agree about is how this is the way our family and people show us how we are very missed. I love to take care of my weekends and my family and friends like this, and it is best to be summed up by something I read about in a reel this week, which is something along the lines of:
Going to a function, because you can't expect to have a village without being a villager first.
That's about how I'd describe my time here at home. This is my village. I'm a villager..! I say that with my whole heart free of guilt even if I'm only here on some weekends, because that's how everyone else makes me feel anyway: I am welcomed and loved and expected.
The past few days has all felt like one singular day because of the little sleep I'm getting, so please excuse the gap between the logs.
Things are just happening and happening!
28 Sep, 2025