My life has changed so much is such a short time. It’s crazy, the power of one decision. In a day, I packed and moved. In a couple weeks, I restarted professionally and within a month, I learned more about myself being alone than I did in my 24 years of existence. It’s crazy, defining home. Giving it value and meaning or something you will always think to be ‘priceless’ —surrounded by those that love you the most where you thought you were ‘comfortable’.
At the end of the day, all this ‘stuff’ really doesn’t matter. These are the types of things I should be doing in my twenties: making long lists of things that I think I can’t do and crossing everything off. Accepting challenge, after challenge and often admitting defeat. Eating myself into a food coma and drinking until I can’t remember. and most importantly, laughing non-stop.
The world it seems so very small cause nothing even matters at all. You won’t find me at no store. I have no time for manicures. With you it’s never either or ’cause nothing even matters no more.