I Am So Lonely.

I'm loving Mexico, especially the food and weather, but I am terribly homesick because I left a huge part of me at home. Between the differences in schedule (time zone is the same amazingly) and the ridiculously slow internet speeds or even lack of connection at times from my end, it's making this so much more difficult and frustrating.

I've never been one to really proclaim how I feel, especially when it comes to missing someone, in the public forum. I usually find it awfully saccharine and tacky when others do it, but I find I need to this time around. I left my heart at home and the void is starting to get to me.

You're the Universe to Me.

Who gives a fuck about your first love? Give a big round of applause for your second love because they taught you love still exists after you thought it never could again.

So here's to the one that I'm truly getting to experience "nothing ever comes easy, but it's worth it" with.  The one who can piss me off like no one else, but make me smile the next second.  The one who gives me a vision to look forward to.  The one who accepts me even at my absolute grouchiest ogre-ish moments.  The one who truly keeps me grounded.  The one who takes care of me.  The one who understands my stupid little quirks.  The one who completely obliterated the walls I put up and stole my heart even when it was still in pieces.

There Is No Fear Now.

I'll take your bad days with your good,

Walk through the storm,

I would do it all because I love you.

We Are Waiting as Our Dreams Turn to Colour.

21 was a train wreck.  I think I've written to death just how much 21 sucked for me.  Rejection from grad schools, heartbreak, and losing the job that I absolutely loved.

22 was about overcoming obstacles, rebuilding, conquering my demons, learning to love myself, and learning how to truly be happy. 

You all know I could go on forever about the past two years, but I won't simply because it's already been written out and posted for the world to see as it happened.  I'm not entirely where I want to be, but I've come a damn far way from where I was.  I'm embracing my life as it comes, weathering my storms stronger than I ever have, and enjoying the sunshine more than I did before.

So here's to 23.  Here's to remaining on the upswing, fully championing all my inner demons, building a life I can be proud of when I look back on my life when I'm old and grey, being happy.

Close Your Eyes, Hope That Nothing Gets Through.

There will come a point where I'll need to ask myself why I keep doing this. Loving people - friends, boyfriends, family members - who don't completely get me seems to be a permanent forte of mine.