Alright, fellow navigators of this chaotic sphere we call life! If you’re a seasoned veteran of “Diary of a Lost Soul,” you’ll know that my unscheduled disappearing acts usually mean my personal world is in a severe tailspin, moving faster than a toddler midway through a sugar rush. And as I searched for success using the big guns like therapy, attempting to remember what “rest” feels like, and actually doing things I enjoy were all in play, this week’s grand return to the land of the living (and writing) can be attributed to something gloriously, almost ridiculously, small: I bought a new bag.
Now, hold on, I can practically feel you squinting at your screens. “A bag?” you’re collectively muttering, “That’s it? That’s the secret sauce to emerging from a self-imposed writer’s exile?” Hear me out, because this isn’t just any bag; it’s a beacon of hope in a sea of… well, stuff.

You see, not only do I brave the daily gladiatorial combat that is commuting, but my gut has recently decided that the general stress of gestures vaguely at everything is simply too much. This has led to me being chained to my kitchen, portioning out every morsel like a prize fighter in training camp. The result? My trusty work bag started to resemble a small, overstuffed pack animal, each day adding another kilo of physical discomfort to my already simmering pot of mental angst. It’s a vicious cycle, isn’t it? Your brain feels like a scrambled egg, so your body decides to join the party.
Enter: The New Bag. Medium-sized, blessed with an almost magical number of compartments, it has swallowed everything I need and, more importantly, significantly lightened the load on my weary back. And just like that, a tiny shift, a seemingly insignificant purchase, was the spark that reignited my desire to produce content like the creative princess I was born to be. Outside of finding the perfect accessory, it reminded me that when everything feels overwhelming, solving a small, tangible problem can alter the way you see your current situation. It doesn’t have to be world-changing; it just has to make your world a tiny bit better. Fixing that wobbly chair, clearing off your desk, or, yes, finding a bag that doesn’t break your back – these little acts of agency can create surprising life ripple effects.

What I’m trying to get at, in my slightly roundabout, bag-obsessed way, is that sometimes when we stumble, miss a deadline, or completely faceplant on a goal, we convince ourselves that a monumental effort is required to get back up. We think we need to move mountains, reinvent the wheel, or at the very least, finally sort out that one kitchen drawer.
But more often than not, it’s those little victories, those seemingly inconsequential milestones, that gently nudge us back onto the right path. So, my advice? Actively hunt for these micro-wins. Did you actually drink enough water today? High-five yourself! Did you manage to get out of bed when the duvet monster had you in its comfy clutches? That’s a gold star! Break down your bigger, scarier goals into laughably small steps. Instead of “write a novel,” maybe it’s “write one sentence I don’t hate.” Or even just “open the laptop.” The key is to create opportunities to feel that little zing of accomplishment.

It’s the perfectly brewed cup of tea, the unexpected compliment, the five minutes of sunshine on your face, or yes, or if you’re anything like me the profound satisfaction of a well-organised, lighter handbag. These are the tiny seeds of growth, the whispers of encouragement that tell us we can, in fact, keep going. As easy as it is to say it is important to acknowledge them! Don’t just brush past these moments. Take a second to consciously appreciate that small good thing. Maybe even jot it down. It sounds cheesy, but a “tiny wins” list can be surprisingly powerful when you’re feeling deep in a rut.
So, next time you feel like your life resembles herding cats, remember the humble utility bag that brought me back to ya’ll. Look for your own small win. Actively seek out those little levers that can shift your perspective, lighten your load (literally or figuratively), and boost your spirits. It might just be the surprisingly delightful thing that helps you find your footing and take that next, crucial step. Keep growing, one tiny, brilliant success at a time. You’ve got this.
P.s. Thank you Noirvere for the delightful purchase that got me back on track!
2 Comments
What a coincidence. I too have just returned to the land of the living…and writing. A bag is never a small matter if it can raise the almost dead.
The smallest things are often the most meaningful because they can make all the difference to us (in so many unique ways). I think it’s always good to be reminded to look for the smaller, everyday things that build us up. Love this—celebrate those wins (and bags)!