Remember when I used to take self portraits every day? I wish I had enough discipline to start again. That was something that kept me happy, creative, and it is one of my favorite incomplete journals.
This was shortly after I started my obsession with belly dancing every day. I miss the nice weather, and I miss being that comfortable in my skin. I look confident. I remember feeling confident.
I was asked, a couple months ago, to find a picture that represents the "happiest" I have ever been in my life. If it were a few months ago, and I was asked again I think I may have chosen this picture. I can't describe the freedom I felt when I started doing things for myself and no one else. I'm starting to feel that slip back into my reality again, at certain moments. Hoping it will stick around.
No comments:
Post a Comment