I have visually expressed myself alot as of late, and while that is great I have completely abandoned my first love writing along the way. I have decided that every day this week I will describe my day, an event, something that moved me etc. in words and only words. i have to get back what i feel like i let slip away from me.
Sometimes you seek refuge from rain. Other times you disregard your blowout and run through it, finding some peace in the process.
There’s is something about the way a heart breaks in London.
decided to go explore my neighborhood yesterday. there are so many hidden gems (well, actually far from hidden when they’re 5 blocks away) around me. i spent the entire afternoon with a friend skating and riding bikes. hanging by the water, enjoying laughter, silence and nature. the greatest gifts are right under our noses.
Trying to comprehend what happens to my life when I hear Lianne La Havas’ voice. Immediately upon pressing play all my feelings ooze from my pores, staining my sheets, leaving me feeling like one big open nerve. I’m not sure I was ready for that as I’ve never quite experienced music in this way. It’s probably because of the current state of my heart, but this album, the way this woman shared her soul with me will be a landmark in my life. I can feel it.
I have never felt more beautiful, more sexy, more like myself than I do since going natural.
we don’t speak enough. who are you? how are you? tell me things.