Dear Lover,
I’m not sure what’s in the air, but I’ve been incredibly optimistic about life this year. I wake up and feel pretty inspired. Where are these rays of light coming from?! I can probably chalk it up to juicing …or eating paleo-ish. Maybe, it’s because I’ve been hitting the gym more often. I’m not content about life, but sincerely loving each moment — even the most duller ones. I was just drinking pisco sours the other night, and said to myself… “Wow, I love life. And I LOVE this city!” There’s just no place like it on earth. I guess there’s no better way to appreciate the love your home city can show you until you leave it for awhile.
But’s that not it. There’s more to this story I’m spinning. Can it be that I’ve found a sweet spot in life? My twenties has been a turbulent tug-o-war of dreams and aspirations. One minute I thought I wanted to go one way, the next minute it was a total 180. Weirdly enough, the struggle has passed. I’m not saying I’ve figured it out, but the fog is clearing a little bit. I won’t know where I’ll end up in 10 years, but I know the general direction.
I think this is what some people call an epiphany. I don’t think I’m that dramatic, but I’ve accepted to just live. Let life throw a million things at you and pull you in a million directions. Stress won’t change a situation. I know sh*t is going to happen, but now I’m clearly confident enough to throw it right back (or at least just handle it). Acceptance leads to action to change.
I guess what I’m trying to say is….
I’m okay with embracing life — the good, bad and terrible… >_>
Bliss is easy if you let it in.
Yeah, yeahhhh…. I’m reaching a new level of cheesy.
Sincerely,
A cynical New Yorker.
P.S. I love juicing. Getting a home juicer will do that to you. =P
Wearing: BOOHOO coat, H&M sweater, ZARA skirt, UNIQLO heat tech bottoms, KELSI DAGGER boots
