April Intentions (but make it cosy)

[evidenceandtea]

There’s something about the start of a new month that makes me feel like I should have a plan.

Not a serious plan, mind you—I’m not about to become the sort of person who wakes up at 6am and drinks green juice while journalling about productivity—but a gentle sort of intention. The kind you set while curled up under a blanket, half-watching a crime drama you’ve already seen three times.

So, April. Hello. Be kind, won’t you?

I’d like to read more this month. Not in a pressured, “finish three books a week” sort of way, but in that slow, absorbing way where you look up and realise it’s gone dark outside and you’ve been living in someone else’s story for hours. I want that feeling again—the one where you don’t reach for your phone every five minutes.

Speaking of phones… I would also like to stop accidentally spoiling things for myself.

And by “accidentally,” I do of course mean opening Google and typing something like “does he—” and then immediately being betrayed by the autofill. It’s a toxic relationship at this point. This month, I am trying—trying—to sit with the not knowing. To let the story unfold as it’s meant to.

(We’ll see how long that lasts.)

I also have a quiet hope that I might actually finish a series from start to end without drifting off midway and starting something else entirely. You know the feeling—episode five, fully invested, and then suddenly you’re watching something completely different because the mood shifted ever so slightly. I’d like to stay. To see things through. To give endings the attention they deserve.

Mostly, though, I just want April to feel… cosy.

Soft evenings. Good stories. Familiar characters. Maybe a candle lit for no real reason other than it makes everything feel a bit warmer. Nothing dramatic. Nothing overwhelming. Just small, lovely things, one day at a time.

If I manage all that, I think that’s more than enough.

And if not—well. There’s always May 💜