such weird years I’d say. Commitment, (de)attachment. Figuring out priorities, where and what to focus on. Saying yes to things bc fomo shows up and learning how to say no. Wanting to be everywhere and nowhere at the same time bc moving is just exhausting and a full time job. Trying to create roots while being uprooted. Who am I? What the hell do I want? Too many questions and unwritten answers. Expectations? What do I like to do in my free time? Do I even have hobbies? Let’s sing up for a half marathon. Making friends and outgrowing friendships. All plants need to be watered but time is limited and use it wisely. What am I grateful for? Who am I grateful for? Where do you see yourself in five years? as if I could answer where I see myself in five months. Fake it till you make it. Maybe it works. Not knowing and being so certain about many other things. Just book that damm flighttt and go. Compassion starts with yourself. Let go and release.
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Por lo q sé, las preguntas te las haces siempre, a los 20, a los 30, a los 40 y a los 50. Supongo q después también.
Vé dnd quieras estar o dnd te lleve la vida, pero no finjas, no te engañes, sólo sé tu mismo.
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