Day 23: Rewrite.

Do you remember the life you imagined for yourself at ten, twenty? Are you close to it?

I don't know about you, but I had one idea for my life for so long I just shut out other options, discredited other avenues. I feel like I have a blank canvas again. But it's bigger this time, the options are endless. Letting go of the idea of who you think are, will be, or should be seems to be the easiest way to get back to you.

Thanks.

YESYETRDAY'S RISK:

I think jelly fish suck; not only as posionous creatues in the sea but as an appetizer. But then, all risks don't pan out. It's not the result, it's in the risking that we get braver.

TODAY'S RISK: Uncomfortable Shoes.

For years I was the stiletto chick; I don't care if I had to walk fifty blocks: I loved them. But like any overly passionate affair; it ended. These days, I find myself reaching for fashionably comfortable clothes. And of course, I feel comfortable in them, but you know what? Sometimes a little discomfort is good for you, right? So tonight I am dressing it up, a throwback to my nineteen year old self that thinks she'll be tettering on four inch heels forever. You won't kid. But you know what, you'll enjoy them in a whole new way when you don't wear them all the time.