I hope you lose weight, especially the dead weight of a bad habit or that shitty person you’ve let hang around too long. I hope you lose control, lose it so bad that you start to enjoy the feeling of being free and inspired.
Thank you for choosing joy, light, and the higher route. Because hate is easy, but after all that, after all this. You have continued to choose love. And for that, I am so so proud of you.
Tell yourself it’s okay to chase your dreams, instead of chasing someone else.
Take your time, because I’ve realized that the more times you lose yourself, you end up coming back with more of yourself than you ever had before.
Say thank you to people, not for what they do for you, but for who they are for you.
With every stage, with every project, your end mission should be the same. It’s not how successful or great it turned out. It’s what you learned through the process and how different you feel because of it.
Maybe your church is sleeping in on Sunday mornings, where you wake up to the smell of coffee and sense of freedom. Maybe it’s there that you find yourself at peace and filled with a little more happiness.
I wish you could see the way I see open spaces.