with freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?
i'm starting to get antsy if i don't get a little bit of time outside each week. i look forward to my saturday hikes more than anything in the world, and i'm bummed i can't go more often. some days i think about going alone, just to have a few quiet moments to myself. i need more of that to be honest, i love my family but i've always needed space. time to recharge, gather my thoughts without a million other opinions in my head, just breathe and listen to my music. quietly enjoy my surroundings. i've never been much of a talker, the majority of my thoughts stay in my head or find their way onto paper. sometimes though, sometimes i talk too much. hard to find balance. but out there, in fresh air, with the sound of insects and animals and a light breeze through the trees, i get just a few moments of complete balance.