Just checking in saying hi and that I’m dark now. Feeling like myself again.
Feeling grateful. Grateful for my hairdresser. Grateful for my friends that I met yesterday. Grateful for cava and rainy sundays. Grateful for the maple syrup I soak my breakfast oatmeals in every day. Grateful for the view from my bedroom window at my parents house. Grateful for meds. Fastelavensboller. Grateful for facemasks.
Probably could’ve made them easily myself soaking some rice paper in oils, aloe and honey but I’m not going to. It’s an investment and I’m treating myself. Once a week. Tops.
Just got home after spending a couple of days at my parents and I feel like a whole new person. Nature and air.. A run in the sun. A bath. A reminder of what life really is about. If it ain’t too bad these little things really can turn a potential fall into a duckling dive. Like those cringeworthy quotes women over 50 post on their Facebook walls. The little things. Fuck yea.
❤️👋🏻👋🏻
<3 <3 <3 Hope you're well Alyssa! <3
Hmmm, how we sometimes like ‘change’ in our lives and sometimes like ‘same’ and how our desires fluctuate all the time.
(I wonder if that relates somehow to the old ‘truism’ ‘When you are younger you plan how you are going to change the world; when you get over half way through, you see how the world has changed you’)?
Peter <3 <3