
Has anybody else’s social media feeds become inundated with posts about “slow living?”
Look, I know the hygge trend isn’t new, but I don’t think I’ve heard this much about it in years, and certainly not all of a sudden. I don’t know if it’s in backlash to the absolute fucking chaos that 2025 was and 2026 is shaping up to be, if it’s a response to the increasing awfulness that is AI and the devaluing of the humanity inherent in art and creativity and connection, if it’s woman and femme-aligned folks just finally getting fucking sick of the things associated with them — teaching, nursing, cooking, art and crafts — being devalued whole cloth, but man, people are pissed.
And their response to that seems to be a determination to live more slowly.
And I say this to you fully recognizing the (at least) grain of irony inherent in this all transpiring on the internet, but I am also nothing if not slightly hypocritical, because even in my most steadfastly held beliefs, I know there is nuance. I’m never going off-the-grid, and I think it’s an unfair expectation in this day and age, but goddamn it, I can dim the lights a bit. I can light a fucking candle.
I started noticing the move back towards slow living in the days before the new year; lot’s of posts on Facebook about returning to genuine connection in the new eyar, in relearning the value of practicing a skill, in taking our time to do, instead of rushing to document the having-done.
Then more and more peopel I subscribe to via newsletters and Substacks began putting out pieces about slow living. I started getting fed recommendations for articles about hygge practices.
I started wondering if there was maybe something to this.
It was this article — Offline Activities for Every Week — that really opened my eyes to what “slow living” really meant. Upcycling, cooking, collecting, dancing. Self-care. Connection. Quiet afternoons with good friends. Cooking. Journaling. Pot luck dinners. Sharing favorite books.
Again, none of this is new. And none of this is new to me, either; the whole hygge thing swept the US years ago.
I guess the thing that’s new is how much I feel myself drawn to it now.
I’m tired, guys. I’m trying my best to live my best life — and I’m doing pretty great in a lot of ways! — but I’m tired to feeling stressed out, over-streched, and just generally worn down.
I need to center. I need to connect.
And goddamn it, sometimes I need to get offline.
Sometimes just being in the online space makes me forget myself; makes me forget that I started coming on here in order to motivate myself to be more creative, to meet other creative folks, to have a place to share the fruits of my creative labors with the world.
What has happened, though, is when I am not creating — when I am in a fallow season, or I am not creating fast enough, or I am not in mad rush to show off what I have created — I feel like I am failing. I’m failing at being a good content creator by not updating three times a day, every day.
But I never signed up to become a “content creator.” I was just looking for a little place to store the tchotchkes that I made. I didn’t sign up for stress or judgement.
I didn’t want my creative outlets to become a slog. I didn’t want to have to quell my meandering creative interests in the interest of honing in on some kind of marketable brand.
I just want to light candles, drink tea, and make shit, you know?
I’m not leaving here — here, my blog, but more widely, here, the internet — but I’m not going to let it have such a chokehold over me anymore.
Maybe this is my hygge year. Maybe I need to slow down.
Hope you’re all doing well. Take care of yourselves, and each other.


















