Systemssssssssss

The days are really speeding up now. I can feel them. I’m getting back to my normal routine slowly, but the world is chasing me. All good. No rush. I’ll slow it down again when I need to.

A topic that’s been on my mind for a while is the idea of systems. They hold us together—routines, traditions, group chats, Sunday lunches. Systems are everywhere. Everyone has their own system, and everyone belongs to different systems.

Okay yeah, I wrote that word a bit too much now. Sorry, it’s been stuck there for a reaaaaaaally long time. One more time so we don’t lose focus: S Y S T E M S.

What I've noticed is people don’t really question them. We just fall into them naturally, so much so that they start to feel unnatural. Untouchable. As if nobody can argue with them. Nobody can question why they are the way they are—especially in Malta. More on that later, hehe.

But not all systems trap us—some actually set us free. The ones we build quietly, intentionally, out of kindness and habit. The good systems. The ones we appreciate:

• Family lunches, even when they’re chaotic.

  
  

• Friends who remember your good days and your bad days.

  
  

• Group chats you barely reply to but keep you connected.

  
  

• The people who quietly kept things going when you couldn’t.

  
  

I am surrounded by good people. I can see them everywhere, and they can see me. Sometimes it’s easy to overlook that—to let the noise of everyday life drown out how quietly amazing people can be. Small acts of kindness—texts that check in without needing explanation, smiles exchanged in passing, friends who genuinely listen even when the words stumble out wrong.

I am nothing. I am no one.

I am the people around me.

And the people around me are good.

So what does that tell you?

I have no idea.

You tell me.

Happy Thursday, my dudes.