I wonder what is after the unknown, I'm excited to make many things happen, but before I want to make sure to let those know I love them, and that I care more than what is imaginable.
I want to do what I am supposed to do. Here I am, closer to my house door to depart towards the unknown.
Every morning I try to wake up slow, I do a little bit of everything, I do what makes me happy in order to improve. All I truly have is a pocket full of dreams, I am from here, no need to go back to New York City to build up new dreams and feel inspired.
Last winter began roughly, one day I was sad and worried, the next day I was the happiest. I missed the smiles I longed to see, I missed the hugs I longed to receive. There are many memories here inside me from the last four years, sometimes these memories knock me down, sometimes I just put them away (just like the song says).
Most my friends tell me I am a very strong woman, and I guess I have proved that to myself. I always try hard to put sadness and frustration away; it has helped, but some things in life hit me hard. I usually do not mention what hurts me the most because it's out of my hands. The only thing that is on me is the attitude I take towards it.
“Life is either a great adventure or nothing.” - Helen Keller
