I am slowly learning to look forward to tomorrow — even if tomorrow is a Monday.

I hope you’re happy, really.

You see, that’s the thing about this life, you have to try, you have to take action because awareness only gets you so far.

I want to fall in love with you—deeply, fully, overwhelmingly. But I also want to stay true to myself.

I wish for your life to be with flowers and music my father says it already is I smile thinking of lying in a yellow stone bathtub two weeks ago in Bali in a tub full of rose petals Lily’s…

Maybe it’s a little selfish, but I want to be the reason you smile.

I want to be around the people who love life, unapologetically.

It doesn’t make you a failure to miss someone. And it doesn’t make the life you have without them any less bountiful, impressive or meaningful.

Make yourself the center of your world and care for yourself the way you care about the people you love. Go the extra mile you’ve gone for so many other people in your life, but this time go the distance for yourself. You deserve that.

I should enjoy inviting a man over on a Friday afternoon to make love and pleasure each other, to lay in each other’s sweat and passionate kisses, legs intertwined, because I can. Because I want to do it.