freckles on my knees.

i think of romantic ideas and feel far away. hard to resist.

i’ve habits of half assed commitments. vague & brutal intentions.

this is my adjustment period.

‘don’t let your happiness depend on something you may lose.’ i think that’s an impossible idea. i have Joy, I know God and so, i’ll always have hope. But my happiness, my giddiness, my laughter has always been rooted in people. we make each other tick, i think we were designed that way. designed to love. and i know and you know, that people are something that can be lost. i’m scared. of being abruptly without.

i don’t know. i’m an infant with my emotions. bouncing from high to low, from EXCITEMENT to anxiety. i go from thinking about all the ways something to go wrong, to how everything may just…fall…into…place.

really, this is stupid. because i’m happy. and i’m doing this. and it’s not as though i ever had a choice in this. this is good. i’m hopeful.

God is Love.

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A little #acroyoga with @thecmtm after class..: #yogagirlsgonewild (at Yoga Vermont)

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To have this, well, that would be it. 

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showslow:

The Wave

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"Do something instead of killing time, because time is killing you."

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I kind of think,

That you’re the best.

I get lost in my head.
I am goofy.
I lose my focus more times than I blink.
I’ve all these convictions in my head and heart, and some of them may even be my own.
I laugh too much.
I squirm when conversations get difficult.
I conveniently shut down.
But I try hard at it all.
And I mean what I say, when I say it.
I want to be better.
I think things will get better.
I’ll always be working on my faith.
I’ll always try to love better.
I swear, I’ve so much to give.
I’m not even waiting for you to ask.
I’ve stories, that I’ll likely never share.
I’ve patience.
And I’ve a want, for promises.
I won’t take things for granted.
He’s shown me the have and have not’s.

But.
I like to listen.
I like slowly calming down.
I like you.

So, keep talking. Your words are the best.

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