I find myself in daydreams of us.

Sometimes you can't plan for the unknown.

We only have one life and we should cherish it like nothing else in this world.

To be honest, I don't think anyone knows what they're doing.

I'm not talking metaphorically, I'm talking physically.

Being in Italy was such a beautiful reminder for me and my relationship with my body.

"You 'should' yourself into a crisis. It's a recurring pattern I've noticed."

This is me trying to celebrate being myself.

When you say goodbye to someone you love everything else melts away.

Places with roads that lead to nowhere, nowhere in particular...

I'm in Italy. This means that I did my first international trip during a pandemic...

And I have so many mixed feelings.

You've been one of the great teachers of my life because you've taught me how to love, how to love endlessly.

Change on an individual level is cherished and celebrated.

I've never liked running. I've wanted to. I've yearned over it the way a child lusts over something forbidden.

Am I trusting myself? I ask myself this question constantly.

"This has been the best year of my life…”

Places that keep demand resilience.

"If you're not messing up you're not growing."

That moment when you feel something or someone slowly drifting out of your life.