I really miss the sea. I still can’t find the time to go home. It’s hard to be focused in one place but I think it’s harder to stay away from your happy place (because of responsibilities). The last time I went home to surf was March.
Cancun Beach by Andrik Langfield
This would be the last. I promise.
Last post for 2018
2018 is more than knowing what my Ithaca in life is. This year has been full of self-love and uplifting Faith, friends and coffee, exploration of art, adventures, family and embraces, sometimes tears and bottles of beer (wherein bad decisions were made) But!!! I’m still grateful for all of it!
Anything is possible.
I’ve been around with kind-hearted people these days and couldn’t be more thankful. They have supported me all the way. I’ve been receiving so much love from them and it couldn’t get any better. I love them from the bottom of my heart.
I think it’s true, so much of us today is where we have been. Baler will always be home.
Y’know what, I think I’d still choose you.
Good days | ( by Tobias Hägg )
Who the hell cares?
Nobody.