Anytime I find a pinecone or an acorn on the beach the world just seems so right. These seeds travel in mysterious ways and to come across them on the sand always brings a smile to my face.
it's nature way of reminding me that anything is possible
it feels like i can exhale after such a long breath holding.
finally.
in through the nose, out through the mouth.
repeat.
feels so good.
Lately I am seeing and realising that everything seems to have an expiration. There are times, relationships, and even some of my projects that are just plain expired. I'm not sure why I hadn't noticed this before now. Maybe because I was holding on, trying so hard to hold on. I can't quite place (and don't really need to, I guess) when I realised, or the how of it, but it feels like a relief.
I can leave things unfinished and not be a failure.
(you can too)
