The colors in my sink inspired me

 My fellow INTJs,

I had a thought while cleaning up today.

My daughter had left a mess on her table after finishing a painting. As I washed the palette and thought about the next task to complete, I caught myself staring at the colors running over my hands beneath the water. What had once been a dry plastic board covered in cracked paint suddenly became streams of blues, purples, pinks, and greens swirling together in the sink.

As small as the moment was, it oddly inspired me.

It reminded me that things we see as dull, stagnant, or lifeless sometimes simply need attention, care, or movement to reveal what is still there beneath the surface. Even the mess itself had something to say. The colors splattered together into an ugly brownish green before eventually washing away, leaving behind a clean, albeit stained, palette ready for something new.

Anyway, it was just a small moment I wanted to share. Not that I don’t also enjoy the usual “my INTJ did this,” “how do I handle this INTJ,” or “this person is toxic because they’re an INTJ” discussions haha

The kitchen is clean, the paint has served its purpose, and now I’m off to bed.

If anyone else has had a strangely inspiring everyday moment recently, feel free to share. - NocturnePhoenix

Organized some boxes in our shared office storage this morning, a few big boxes of envelopes came in yesterday. Folded the big cardboard boxes they came in and tidied up the shelf spaces. Oddly pleasing, despite it not being part of my job duties at all as I try not to think like that.

Read Lou & The Tiny Flower to my son like five times each, yesterday evening. A joyous event, despite my exhaustion. Actually, I've found doing things in spite of tiredness or feelings of being drained tends to amplify the satisfaction and feelings of accomplishment.

It's all the little, mostly unbeknownst to others, sort of moments that feel like define me and make up my life, rather than the big, loud events. I like cultivate my happiness, not find it.