You know that feeling when you do something you haven’t done in a while and then it sort of hits you in a cinema-style fashion, why haven’t I done this for so long?

Lately, since my life has been going through a great deal of all that. I’ve started dancing spontaneously again, breaking out singing Hamilton on my way to class (quietly of course) and in the shower (when the belting comes out), not caring what others think, being sassy, spunky and flirting again.

I met a cute guy in one of my classes a little while ago. It might progress or it might not, but regardless I just need to stop acting like I’m in 6^th grade and dysfunctional around boys every single time he talks to me. I literally have forgotten what to say around him sometimes and well it is, uh quite bad.

Last time I saw him in passing, he smiled and waved. I felt like an absolute idiot with this dumb smile on my face when I waved back. I haven’t done anything quite so embarrassing yet around him (keyword – YET) but stay tuned because it’s bound to come. Love always starts with embarrassing stories right? Send me some help.

I’m not quite sure he is fully aware of my existence for sure. He has my number. We have texted a bit, surprisingly, but at the same time, how can you tell if a guy is interested if well, the way you text him is strictly business? I’m wonderful and great with boys. Not. I guess we will find out – you and I are both curious as to where this is going, which is well, somewhere in one way or the other!

I absolutely love the way things are going now. I became extremely sick a few months­ ago and also fell into a relationship with E too quickly when I thought I needed it, but realized through all of that I became dissatisfied with my life because I was unhappy and lost myself. Things broke off with that relationship for their own reasons and it just wasn’t working, and everything happened for a reason since then to get me to where I am today. And now, I’m gaining it all that I lost in myself back.

When you’re sick and cannot be yourself, you lose the flame inside you. The spunk that fired the sassiness; the throwing caution to the wind so that the road can rise to meet your feet. Even though I was supported and loved, I wasn’t me.

And now, slowly and steadily I am regaining who I was and transforming into who I want to be. I am rebuilding piece by piece the shattered glass I became, broken and scratched and unknowing of the uncharted territory I fractured into.

But this territory, it’s a new place I find delightful. I may have different people surrounding me and be a part of different things, but I have never felt brighter or clearer or sparkled more.

I feel at peace with certain things of my past and am leaving those things there.

Now I live without looking back, something I’ve wanted to do forever.

Now I have the chance to do it, and I’m not letting go.

xox,

M