A break is what you need when things get hard. Just sitting and watching the stars or maybe a book and some tea. Give yourself time and see where your thoughts wonder. Maybe just by sitting alone with our thoughts can clear things for us or maybe wal
Maybe crazy to run to the gym the day after a tough training convention, but I've missed "my" place. Due to sore muscles everywhere I decided to focus on biceps and triceps, the only muscles that doesn't feel like they've been run over by a bulldozer
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Mientras más pasan los años más amo cada detalle de la vida ¿les pasa?
The older I get the more I appreciate the little things. Does that happen with you? #life#happiness#littlethings
This instagram page is here to help me stay accountable to myself and my goals... Today my tiny little step towards this was cycling to the local swimming pool rather than using the car. We are super lucky to live close to a great cycle way. Not only
Got to meet Gavin and the band tonight before the show. He came out to sing my favorite song ‘Little Things’ with us too. My 3rd concert he came to my part of the crowd to sing it. Two free concerts in a week now. Hella lucky I guess...
Fun fact time, as of this week it's the 4th anniversary of the daily sketchbook challenge.
I have been consistently daily sketching (with the exception of one very rough December) since August 20th 2015. That is mindboggling to me
I love and hate
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can’t see.
Its in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,