Free phase
This is me living in my newly discovered freedom wrestling with my own fears of getting caught in the idea of wrongdoings and right doings and not letting those notions surface my heart and mind. I am vaccilating between my choices and the choices I have been told to make. I am thinking about the bucket list.. My first ever bucket list, for the first time! The idea is very alluring I must say! But more beautiful is the process of hoping about the chances of the bucket list to come true. I can spend the half of my life only by gripping the very notion of this hope. I am seeing and almost laughing at the discrepancies between what my life is now.. And what it used to be.. What I want it to be and what other people in my life want it to be.. Things get funny and strange once the muffled voices find a way to be heard! It makes me more confident everyday that I get to wear whatever I want to. When I make my top glide a bit and appreciate my the beauty of. Y shoulder. When I let my hair do...