There are so many people living their lives in fear, there are so many people who don’t live out their dreams because of fear. Fear of failing, fear of not being good enough or maybe a combination of both.
Instead I still enjoyed the rain, I just enjoyed it in my own way, by myself. It was peaceful and different, a good kind of different that I needed.
With travel you have to accept that your life will never be whole again, because you will always leave pieces of your heart everywhere you go.
Every year, every day, every second, there is change. You’re feelings of people, places, things and ideas will all eventually change too because you are more experienced through living.
I thrive on new experiences, as often as possible. I thrive off of new conversations and new faces. I thrive off of doing things that scare the life out of me and change me for the better and make me feel a little more alive.
I am thankful to know what it feels like to love someone and have them not love me back because I know what it feels like to be truly cared about and appreciated.
Between all those years, we don’t realize the relationships we let drift away and the contact we lose with people. When you are wrapped up in your own life and becoming your own person it is easy to grow without some of the people who might mean the most to you.
He will always stick up for you, as long as you aren’t in the wrong. He knows you pretty well; so he’ll obviously stand by your side over whoever else is going against you.
The small town shaped me to the person I am today. It’s giving me the opportunities to travel, it’s given me the desires I feel inside me and it’s given me the heart that always throbs for more.
I’m starting to think it is a good thing because if it doesn’t challenge you it won’t change you.