Chai tea, Donnie Darko, HURT photos. Night made. (Taken with instagram)
If you would be still gypsy girl, perhaps you could decide where you’re going.
It feels like a long while since I’ve even seen my bed. And when I’m in it I am restless. It’s been a month of luxury, appealing to my smallest pleasures. And although money doesn’t by happiness it sure buys a few comforts. But sometimes the greatest treasures have simply been to escape the world.
Traveling and the music have done wonders in correcting my head. And since the longest time, I’m feeling at peace with myself. I’m learning to live with myself, my individual self and understand the choices I’ve made. The turmoil in my family -for the time being- seems mostly resolved. I’m reaching a point of finality here.
Now all that’s left is to decide where I’m going.
