I think you guys all know me well enough after my two and then some years of blogging that I'm a pretty happy person. I have my moments, sure, and I do surely blog about my bad days, but for the most part I like to preach that you make your own happiness and the little things are really what matter in the end; making every single day count, being happy despite the things that bring you down, and every cliche "happy" quote to date. But lately, I can't help but feel like being alone has reinforced that idea even more in my head. I love waking up in the morning knowing it's only me that decides if I'm going to have a positive attitude that day and I love relying on myself to be that happy person I am. I love knowing that right now, everything and anything goes. I can say exactly what I want to say and for the first time in months and months, I'm not worrying about how it'll come across or what kind of reaction it will garner. I think out of the past couple of months, the best thing to come from it has been complete open honesty, with myself and with my relationships. It's the best.
I woke up this morning truly and genuinely happy. I wasn't worrying, as I have a huge knack for doing, or pondering about the future. Sometimes, I think I get too sucked into overanalyzing everything instead of just letting things happen as they happen; letting time do its thing. I preach living for the moment but it's also the thing I struggle with the most. I think I've decided recently that if things do pan out with my relationship and they work themselves out, I need to do it because I'm thinking of what will make me happy right now instead of thinking about what it will mean for later. Obviously I'm a person that commits to things that matter to me and that I'm serious about, but there is only so much I can control and actually do. I can't decide what will happen in six months or even in one month. You can't plan for that.
I live for coffee in the morning, reading my kindle every night before I go to sleep, watching an episode of whatever tv series we are on with my sister, driving to work every day between the hills, painting my nails, taking pictures of people I love, random visits from my dad during the day while I'm washing dishes, listening to my favorite songs heard on the radio, milkshakes at Sharis, laughing whole-heartedly, writing something that just seems to make sense, checking the mail, long drives with my best friend, genuine people, finding a bargain, real conversations, silly conversations, good conversations, doing something I've never done before, traveling whether it be to a town five miles away or a thousand, and finding something that inspires me to do, and be, better. Small things. I've heard that if you force yourself to laugh, you'll be happier, because eventually even a forced laugh becomes real. It's a pattern.
blazer & dress- Ruche
belt- Francessca's Collections
shoes- Urban Outfitters