Look inward. Look at what you’d like to improve, change, grow.
Focus on yourself, on your best friends. On your relationships with your family and friends. Pick up a hobby. Travel. Touch, taste and learn. Don’t forget to be nostalgic. To soak up each emotion.
Live fully, friend. You never know what may happen, but wouldn’t you rather be as tough, as loving, as lovely as possible, than weak with worry?
Things always happen for a reason. Don’t doubt or question that, just trust your gut and keep moving up, forward.
People with giving souls and callused but warm hands. Hooded gazes filled with longing. Firm but loving hand holding. Running full tilt towards nothing in particular. The moment before your lips meet those of someone you want to kiss. Hugs. Words that flow gently with force. People who look me in the eye. Music that makes me sway. Architecture that reminds me of generations past. Fresh veggies and good olive oil. Laughing hard and making my stomach ache.
Love. Love for life, and learning. For fresh flowers and white walls. For bad jokes and puns. For a man that will see all the good in me and challenge it, give it more cause to grow.