Colorado / I'm Not Afraid Anymore





I thought I had my life figured out. The truth is, I was only learning to walk. I might still be. I'm coming closer to finding out who I am with every step. I am 21 years old, and I am still growing. 

Last summer, I did away with everything I knew and loved. I went out of my comfort zone. For the first time in my life, I was selfish. I was foolish. I was honest. I broke a few hearts, mine included. 

But like every other wound, broken hearts heal (with time). 

*Note: If you are reading this, I hope you are well. I still care. 

I decided not to delete any words or photos from this blog. My past has shaped me into the person I am today. Strong, whole, happy. Is that so bad to admit? If you've been following along for the past few years, you may know exactly what I am talking about. If you have not, you have two choices. 1. You can dig 2. You can shrug in confusion; Either is fine. 

I believe in new beginnings. And I am no longer afraid to share mine. 

And so it goes like this:

You aren't looking for anything and then suddenly you realize; you have something. 



So you stay in on Friday nights. Grocery shop on a budget. Furnish your home minimally. Clothe yourself in thrifted tees. You do it all. You do it all if it means having a plane ticket in your possession once a month to explore the earth with your favorite person. 


This is the 2nd time I've made it to Colorado. 

It's not my last. 



- to be continued -

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