Cocoon Diaries: Entry #12 – Simple Is Sexy, Organic Feels Outstanding & Solitude Equals Soulful

Ode to the Simple, the Soil & the Silence
Give me soft cotton, not glittered synthetics,
Fresh veggies unboxed, and thoughts with no noise.
A chai on the porch, not cafes frenetic,
A book, a breeze — now that’s my kind of poise.

Solitude sings, while the crowd just complains,
The simple delights still make my heart race.
No fake smiles, no perfumes that sting my brains,
Just clean air, real talk, and my own safe space.

Complexity’s loud, but leaves you so drained,
While simple’s seductive — with zero strain.
I’ve traded chaos for joy unfeigned,
And let go of trends that fry the brain.

So here I sit — organically whole,
In slippers, not heels — and fully in soul.

The Myth: Complexity = Classy

Excuse me, but who decided that being fancy equals carrying a bag you could use as a down payment?

And that eating a vegetable straight from the soil is somehow inferior to something called “quinoa foam” served on a tile?

Let me be clear:
Simple is not basic. Simple is brilliant.
It’s you, minus the packaging.

Let’s Break This Down, Shall We?

🧺 Simple is Sexy:

• Saying no without footnotes.
• Clean kitchens. Honest hearts.
• Wearing cotton pyjamas and still owning the room.
• No filters. Just good lighting and a healthy sense of humour.

🥬 Organic Feels Outstanding:

• Food that doesn’t come with barcodes and suspicious glazes.
• Smelling like turmeric and coconut oil instead of “urban mist.”
• Hair that frizzes because air exists, and that’s okay. And white ends – looks tired, but who cares!

🧘‍♀️ Solitude Equals Soulful:

• Eating alone without panicking.
• Having tea with your thoughts, not your phone.
• Understanding that your own company is not a punishment — it’s a premium subscription.

My Tribe Reacts

🐶 Loki:
100% supports this message.
Would rather sniff grass than fake interest in anyone who doesn’t smell like home.

🐇 Bunnies:
Organic munchers since birth. Hence, greens are all home grown by hubby dearest for them.
Solitude specialists. The original introvert influencers.

What I’ve Realised

• The louder the world gets, the more seductive silence becomes.
• The fancier the event, the more I crave my garden bench and a cup of jeera water.
• The more people talk over each other, the more peace there is in talking only to my dog — or myself.

Musings et al:

So no — I won’t apologise for choosing simplicity over status, the smell of coriander over Chanel Though its my favourite perfume!!), and solitude over social noise.

I am not anti-social.
I’m pro-soul.

And in this wild world of shouty trends and digital confetti,
Simple, organic solitude?
That’s my loudest style statement yet. Now and forever more!

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