Plane tickets.
I have my airfare set up for San Antonio and I’m ridiculously excited. The entire week is going to be absolutely life changing. I’m going to meet people from all over the world, learn new things, make discoveries, have adventures, see old friends, and then some.
48 days.
I woke up.
I am butter, softened; I am a crashing wave, crawling up the shoreline, reaching; I am a hurricane, ripping up trees until the months slip by; I am a hummingbird, lost in this wondrous jungle. I am melting and tumbling and spinning and fluttering, all at once. I am the great tremors in the earth, swallowing cities whole, I am the drop of rain that lands on your cheek, sending shivers down your spine. I am human. Don’t let me go.
The world is full of potential. It is beautiful, heartbreakingly so. I want to explore, see it, and embrace the many things this life has to offer. I am ready to take the plunge, I am ready to begin.
(via i-am-lostinmymind)
