Made a vision board

My space hasn't been positive lately. Or, more precisely, I've been swinging from okay and not okay. I'm facing some old fears, and while I'm grateful for the opportunity to resolve them, I have to say, it's quite difficult. But I'm going to break through this, I swear.

I spent the whole of last night creating a new vision board. My life plans and desires are clearer than ever: I want to live in different countries for long stretches of time; I want to travel a lot for work; I want to take up further studies; I want to drive; I want to swim; I want to fall in love; I want a wooden house; I want a retro kitchen; I want diamond stud earrings ... It's not a very long list, but I think it balances my professional and personal goals with my non-material and material desires.

I'll have my vision board printed so I could put it up where I can see it.

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I'm itching to go back to school. I want to study Spanish again.

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I also miss this blog. I'll be writing more.

I wish you love

"So with my best, my very best, I set you free."

I should go to bed, but this song is keeping me awake

"So for those of you falling in love, keep it kind, keep it good, keep it right. Throw yourself in the midst of danger, but keep one eye open at night."

Waiting on love

Sometimes I think: What if I had found love, and I had foolishly missed it?

What if it was that older boy from the neighborhood who I played volleyball with when I was 11 and too young to know about love? What if it was that guy who waited me for me outside the door after final exam in Spanish class, the guy I ran away from? What if it was that photographer who sat beside me, beer bottle in hand, happy to see me again? What if it was a best friend I once had, who never made it to where I am?

Then I would snap out of it: If they were love, they would be here. Wild horses wouldn't have kept them away.

Love crosses the room for you.

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Still, it's easy to wonder. Every single person I had fallen in love with has found their significant other. And me? I'm still alone.

It's not really bad. As a learner said, "Better to be happy alone than sadly accompanied."

I'm happily living my life. I've been cleaning up past mistakes, smoothening the ridges. I'm developing patience, courage, more love for self. Confidence. Trust. Forgiveness.

I'm learning to love.

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I look at some couples who are happy and sometimes, still, I can't see myself in that sort of picture. Maybe that's why I'm still single.

I look at some couples who are unhappy, feel for their heartbreak, and say to myself I don't want any of that ever again. Maybe that's why I'm still single.

Maybe it's about time I stop looking at others and just start looking at myself?

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Whatever--I once said a prayer and I was promised a kick-ass love story. It's being written, and I can wait.

Love crosses the room for you. Love waits on the other side.

You set it again, my heart's in motion

Every word feels like a shooting star.