breathing out three years of the hardest work I've ever done, the best grades I've ever made, the most progress I've made on myself as an individual ever in my short lifetime
breathing out awkwardness, anger I've held on to, friends who have done me wrong, times I have not been my true self.
breathing in the air of possibilities, joy, faith, happiness, peace, success, possibilities and above all, love.
The damp air of the hill country intoxicates me - brings me back to me :) I so totally needed it.
Dinner with the hippies tonight - do I bring flowers or maybe sangria fixin's?
I know knowing me this goes without saying but I love love LOVE Austin. Like, in a jumping on the couch, shout it from the rooftops kind of way.
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