Manifest it! 🧘

I was sitting at a coffeeshop the other day and couldn’t help but overhear the conversation beside me between these two girls. If I were to guess, one of them might not identify as a girl, so I apologize in advance.

I shouldn’t assume pronouns.

I also don’t typically eavesdrop… 🤭

These girls DIDN’T just make a lot of future plans with each other, they mourned not spending enough time together.

“It can’t happen again, promise.”

Followed by another warm embrace. 🤗

It’s like one of them just got back from the war and didn’t get to say everything she wanted to before…

Their voices were very emotional but under control with consistent deep breathes. The kind of “deep breathes” one can only learn on Instagram.

As they continued to talk.. it was like they were one-upping each other on “who cared more”. 🤮

Anyways, finally, they started to get into a conversation… and at this point I’m not sure who was more excited - them or me.

One of them (to be clear, I’m referring to an individual, not their pronoun) felt the need to get some things off her chest.

She “manifested” something.

Not only did she have a manifestation, but she’s a full time “Manifester”.

FULL TIME.

Between us, I don’t think she borrows money from her parents to survive. She’s making a decent living with it. 🙄

So ya, that’s the “big news”.

She manifested becoming a Manifester.

Now she’s a Manifester.

That’s her career.

…and her friend couldn’t be more excited. In fact, not sure her friend even spoke about herself.

…and I’m here, drinking a Cortado trying to focus on a work, regretting my path in life.

Unfortunately: I left before the conversation was done.

Fortunately: I was able to manifest the ending —> They hugged for an hour straight and then left and talked about each other behind their backs.

They won’t see each other again for awhile..

So, ya.

Just Manifest it.