There is nothing I can see better than my own life.
I can picture nothing else more clearly than my soft, slow-paced life.
My weekdays with my salon chair and a few clients each day. Exchanging services, sharing coffee orders, being kept up to date on the silly thing their husband said that morning, their nephews wedding over the weekend and when the brides mother complimented the hairstyle I did, or the new book they’ve just added to their collection.
The weekends with my lover, the spontaneous short roadtrips to cities a few hours away because he loves the way my eyes light up when discovering new coffee shops and going to popular flea and farmers markets.
The monthly brunch and dinner dates with my girlfriends where we divulge in all the latest nitty-gritty of our lives. Where we seem to only grown closer, deeper in relationship and support each other endlessly, despite having busy adult lives.
The evening’s I devote to my endless list of hobbies and crafts. From re-organizing my coffee bar, painting pieces of furniture, coloring, writing, reading, playing games, cooking meals with love and baking new treats to share with those closest to me.
Talking to my family daily and loving them loudly and clearly. Living in gratitude for all the people in my life because it is only those that are best for me.
Yes, there is nothing I see more clearly than the life I will stop at nothing to have.












