Thick fog morning. It's the perfect white gray against the gold brown black leaves that remain on the tree outside my window.
It's been an incredible and indulgent weekend. The type of weekend where you get to do any and everything you want, when you want, and how you want to do it.
It feels good to reap the benefits of a gained trust with someone.
It will also never feel the same as having a few days, unwitnessed, to do anything and everything you want to.
Both of these things have beauty within them.
(pause to watch a crow land on a low hanging electrical wire a few yards beyond my window)
I feel rested, satisfied, sparked, excited. Lots of art and good conversations and reading and connecting happened this weekend. I continue to be focused, calm and happy in a way I've never experienced before.
All things considered, this year has been, unexpectedly, one of the best in my life.
Here is to pushing past the limits we place upon ourselves at times, and to the jackpot of happiness that awaits us on the other side of them.
be well; be loved; be doing things you love as much as humanly possible,
k.
(image via modefunker tumblr)
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