A year of changes already.
A long-term relationship over, the great barrier to my full self – I feel a great freedom at last.
The last months have been full of zest and anxiety, January was so harsh and tumbled that I dare not post, I could not really concentrate on anything, except moving on, moving forward, escape.
I have been so fully focused on me, so I could do hard things, hurt someone I care for deeply, and be a voracious vixen once again. It took a lot of courage, I pushed past my comfort zone, and now I do again.
I am off to the other side of the world, to eat copious amounts of tropical fruit, play with dogs, lay on the most epic beaches, read books of substance, swim, float, write, get massaged, explore, visit friends, sweat, turn even further inward, find that place in myself that was lost, and most importantly, turn wild again.
Freedom has always been the most important thing to me – the freedom to be fully myself, in any situation.
I am now in a good headspace, but I know it can be even better. Now is a month of succulence, melty feelings, and bikinis.