(via jonathanredic)
This crazy thing called, “life”
August 3rd i will be turning 25 years old. I’ll be a fucking QUARTER. I can already see my debauchery rant “CALL ME 25 CENT”…. I’m not rehearsing it or anything ;)
I have been on this high for a long time now. Maybe since i’ve moved to SF? I had my moments of sadness, struggle. All of it was rooted from missing my family and friends. But now, as i do miss them, i have notice this crazy strength beaming out of me. I work my ass off at work, going over 24+ hours of no sleep, STILL hitting the gym, putting my body into tiers of exhaustion but still smiling and being upbeat. Then i get days off. I DON’T EVER want to waste them, EVER. I have gotten into these “adventure” days. Strolling around, exploring. All by myself. Then when i get to do them with my boyfriend it is just on a whole different level of happiness. To those who said, “she is crazy, needs to grow up, i can’t believe she THIS or THAT or WOW” You were right to be wow’d. ‘cause my GOD, what it took to get this happiness is beyond me.
What i want to say is, what i’m living by, DO WHAT YOU WANT TO DO. No excuses. Live your life, don’t let time pass you by. It can go by and you still have yet to go on an adventure, yet to try that new place out, haven’t told someone that you love them enough, yet to make a giant leap into a career ‘cause you didn’t go for it, wanted more girl time, wanted this or that. Yeah there are 24 hours in a day. You can do SO much.
Don’t wake up in 2/5/10 years and regret that you didn’t do something “just ‘cause” Just fucking DO IT.
Morning work out ain’t bad when you see this. (at Club One at Fillmore Center)
First day off has been perfect. Ending it with some beach time with @andyzinsser (at Ocean Beach)
