Born to Fly

Born to Fly

How do you keep your feet on the ground when you KNOW YOU WERE BORN TO FLY?

Well, you try for years. You try to stay grounded and do what’s expected of you. You get the job. You get the house. You date the guy. You get the car.

And then you slip. You just can’t take it anymore and you slip.

You rebel.

You throw them all off.

You take the unbeaten path. Continue reading “Born to Fly”

Switching Things Up

Switching Things Up

I HAVE A TAN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 2 YEARS. And it wasn’t sprayed on..

I’ve gotten more vitamin D in the past 3 weeks than I have in 2 years.

What does that matter?

Well, last summer I was rocking the total ghost pale skin tone all the way through the end of the summer. Which means that I wasn’t getting out. Like at all.

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My Photo on the Refrigerator

My Photo on the Refrigerator

I keep this photo on my refrigerator door so I see it every day.

Not because that’s my goal body like most people would assume. (It’s pre-boob job and pre-squat for the booty so no, trust me it’s not my goal body)

I keep it there as a reminder of when I first got a taste of TRUE FREEDOM.

I’m 18 years old in this picture. Standing on the beach in San Diego.
This was the first time I had traveled alone.
The first time I put my toes in the Pacific Ocean.
The first time I had traveled West at all actually. Continue reading “My Photo on the Refrigerator”