Highs get scarier when you’re used to being low
All in Poetry
Starting my resolutions early. This is better live so check Instagram for that.
This is a state that has been missing from my life, so for now I just have to keep walking.
Also, this one is much better out loud, so check out Instagram for the on stage performance.
First part of a series. My track coach taught me that when your legs are faltering you have to pump your arms harder.
Today was a tragic bit of self discovery. Hopefully the balloon inside me will help me bounce back.
I took a hiking hiatus last week. Unfortunately, as you can see I still feel a little knotted up and bent out of shape.
This is too many ideas in too little space, but I had to plant the seeds here just in case
I am so scared of being the unaware monster. I’m uncomfortable with the mistakes I do make, can you imagine the ones that are too big to face.
I know that its important to be kind to yourself. I know positive self-talk is effective. But damn if it doesn’t feel good to speak the truth about myself and my shortcomings sometimes.
Sometimes you just have to sit in the conflicting emotions, no matter how bad you want things to be clear, true, right, wrong…easy