To live the life I want

To live the life I want, my life right now, as I know it , would have to change. I would first of all have to accept my dreams in their totality. Accept the call of the mountains. Accept the sound of rivers with my name on it. Accept River Congo and the fact that

Unless the tides change.

I miss bleeding in words. I miss the feeling after. Knowing that I’ve put my business out there, feeling too vulnerable with the world..and yet feeling safe. As if shame exposed doesn’t hold the same power. As if being vulnerable with the world is one little way to feel connected to it. To no one

The Prize.

Every time I am asked ” what do you regret?” My answer is always the same ” Worry. I worry too much”. I remember sitting with my therapist last year, as I went on and on about my confusion. I had either turned 25 or was about to. I didn’t know what I wanted out

Polite

There are places I want to go. Places with raging waters, blue waters, calm waters, waters with houses built on them, waters that one can go underground to view their inhabitants, waters that I can slide from tens of meters above, waters so clear that I can see the pores of my skin, waters so

That little girl

I was going through this quotes app that I’ve used on and off since 2019. And it’s so interesting meeting that girl that I was  then. You know, I’ve always assumed that as the years go by, that I grow and become a better version of myself. That this year’s version of me is better

And yet here I am

My previous birthdays found me in almost the same space. Hopeful that my life would take a better turn. Dreamy. With a full list of places I wanted to travel to and the books I wanted to read.  It was nice when I achieved some of those dreams. But at that point when I was