Some days are “tjmyt” —tired, jumbled, messy, your turn. Some thoughts are “fdywhat” —foggy, dizzy, why, what? And sometimes all you can do is exhale: “awww…”
Here’s a full blog post based on that vibe: tjmyt fdywhat nwdz bnwth shrmwth awww… (When Words Get Stuck in Your Throat)
But life isn’t always neat.
That’s exactly how I felt staring at my screen this morning. I typed: tjmyt fdywhat nwdz bnwth shrmwth awww…
Next time your keyboard starts speaking in tongues— nwdz bnwth shrmwth —don’t delete it. Save it. Sit with it. tjmyt fdywhat nwdz bnwth shrmwth awww...
Have you ever sat down to write something—anything—and the letters just… scramble?
Because scrambled thoughts are still your thoughts. And sometimes, the mess is the message. Some days are “tjmyt” —tired, jumbled, messy, your
Thanks for reading my little cipher of a post. 💌
If you figure out what “tjmyt fdywhat” means, let me know. I think it might be the password to my own brain. That’s exactly how I felt staring at my