When I feel this way and give myself space to really be and reflect, I always come back to the same “me.”
She’s always right there.
She always has the same foundation.
She wants to slow down and reset.
She believes in meditation, manifestation and karma.
She has a strong moral compass (thanks grandparents).
She acknowledges this life has been hard but has hope and faith that this isn’t all.
She reads all of the books.
And saves all the quotes.
In hopes that the more she reads and the more she ingests the more shell become.
She likes to exercise and push herself.
She also likes complete emptiness. No people. No words. Nothing to do.
❤️
