Stellar was the name of my previous blog. And this is the experience.
January 1st, 2008 something tragically beautiful happened and I made a decision to live life on my terms. For so long I've been living life by what I thought I was suppose to be. The expectations I had for myself were confining and the city in which I grew up in became too familiar. Life's rituals became mundane. Food and drinks became tasteless. Change seemed like the only way to break the vicious cycle.
On that new years day, I put apart of me to death so I could hear my inner voice a little louder.
By May 25th 2008, I was on a one-way flight towards Ireland. Now I'm about a week or two away from heading home bound and I want to share my story.
This is my backtracking trip...
The view that January afternoon.
First destination, Dublin.
43 is the reoccurring number that seems to creep its way into my life somehow. Day 1 of a new beginning. Prologue entry.
I have a horrible tendency to delete and omit stuff I’ve written (especially on blogs). I’m going to try not to edit this one. However, this tumblr was originally created for my boyfriend (now ex) as I was going to head home (back to my home country), I wanted to leave him something he could read on his iPhone. Anyway, I had already shredded (deleted) some posts.
This was the original ‘info’:
This is “In my past life…
I am convinced I was a cat.”
“I understand that memories fade. I don’t want to be just a memory in your shoe box”
…only time can tell.
I’ve decided to leave the rest of the stuff and start fresh as he was apart of my journey, even if it ended before I was about to take off. These bits and bobs are all apart of the greater whole.
No one said this trip was going to be easy, but it sure was/is an experience I will not trade anything for.
…where do I begin?
I like how that fits to together.
<3
(via foreverness)
Maybe we’re from different worlds… and somehow due to chaos theory we managed to collide.
People only reveal what they want exposed.