Birthday... Thank You Life...

I'm happy.

I've matured since my last post.

I've realized what I actually care about & delight in, rather than what I thought brought me joy.

It was such an amazing realization.

I feel wonderful.

I feel at peace.

I love my boyfriend.

I love my family.

I love my friends.

I am excited about my life.

I am excited to get back into acting class & obtain the training I need to become an amazing actress, which I am sure I am becoming.

I had a lovely day.

It was calm & relaxing.

I'm excited to go to dinner.

I'd like to keep this up...

<3

So Many Options.. Too Few..

Just rambles I suppose..

It may not even be about the boy.

In fact, I know it's not...

It's the excitement.

Something new.

No Baggage.

Freedom to be whoever I want.

Free..

How do you know if you are lost in your dreams?

Blind & even resentful to what's in front of you because it isn't exactly how you want it to be?

I am a cursed perfectionist.

I fear I will never be content or happy.

I have an incredible capacity to enjoy things.

Yet, I constantly feel heartbroken..

It was better when there were no other options..

Too many options reduce our capacity to be happy with what we have..