Forever a nomad.
Ask me anything
Everytime I have a day off I dread going back to work.
When you finally get something you’ve wanted for so long it’s hard for it to live up to the masterpiece your imagination created over all those years.
Maybe these things take time and a bit more effort.
Maybe with time, the things you once wanted aren’t what the person you are now wants or needs.
Or is it just more of an open heart and patience are necessary to give this opportunity what it deserves. A little faith and gratitude for what you have and where you are go along way. Maybe I need to practice that more.
It’s hard when my body, mind and heart feel so torn in a million and one different directions.
It’s way too cold and miserable outside to find any form of motivation to go out running instead I just kicked some HIIT bootie while watching Cool Runnings. All time favourite film.
You can’t tell me that’s not a good day!
Now I’m off to munch on some freshly baked pumpkin pie muffins and consider showering, it’s not looking likely though.
I’m only human so naturally all the change that is going down in the very near future is scaring the doodah out of me.
But what’s the use in staying comfortable and avoiding change? It’s only going to make me more badass and I’ll have a whole load of stories to tell! Plus it’s doing what I love in a place I love.
It doesn’t mean I need to leave my current life behind, I know I’ll need to work real hard to maintain the amazing relationships I’ve been building here. I have a bad habit of letting people fall by the way side.
Bring it on baby, I gost this.