júlia navarro
hablo, leo y escribo. camino descalza. me encanta el vermut y no me encantan las mayúsculas. vivo bajo el nivel del mar. | parle, llig i escric. camine descalça. m'encanta el vermut i no m'encanten les majúscules. visc sota el nivell del mar.
Recent posts
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I swear I'm a fun girl
I swear, in real life, I'm actually a fun person. Honestly, no one who only reads my writing would think so. Usually, what drives me to write is nostalgia, fear, and anger. But what lights up inside me when I'm holding a vermouth (or a gin and tonic) is something else entirely. Today, I've come to rebel against myself and let my 14-year-old alter ego—who has been my constant companion these last f…
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adulthood is cool sometimes
⎯ ⎯ ❤️3 adult life usually sucks, but it's cool every now and then. i had a revelation a few weeks ago. i don't know how i ended up seeing a video for a switch game on my phone: tiny bookshop. if you know me, you'll understand why the urge to play was so disproportionate. i was totally bummed because i didn't have a switch and couldn't play. i never had consoles when i was little. i remember playing some …
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I want everything to go wrong
I’ve been thinking for a while now that the solution to all my problems would be for things to get worse. Making decisions is incredibly difficult, especially when everything is going more or less fine. When everything is lukewarm. When there’s the occasional bad thing, but plenty of good things too. When it’s a compromise that is easy to accept. When nothing is amazing, but somehow everything wor…
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on how the idea of "what is right" has shaped my path
Since I was a little girl, I've been obsessed with the idea that at some point—just before I die, for instance—a man will appear to confirm everything that we, as humanity, know to be true, and give me the answers to everything we think we know but is actually wrong or has remained unproven. In other words, he will tell me what is right and what is wrong about the reason for things. He will give m…
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i am never going to become the person i want to be
I live with the constant feeling that I am never going to become the person I want to be, that I will never manage to do what I set out to do. It is a persistent sensation, devastatingly real, that I drag along with every step I take. It drains my will, it drains my energy, it makes me fall behind. And yet, here I am, hitting these stupid keys in a blank note I just opened because there is a small…
