Coucou my fucking amazing friends,
What a couple of weeks, right... Life’s crazy. And so am I.
Yesterday I woke up and felt like I’d been hit by a bus. No joke ... I grabbed my phone, saw my cracked screen, and everything came rushing back. I fell off a hay roll on Sunday morning… around 6 am to be precise.
It didn’t hurt at the time, but now that I think about it ....... it was actually pretty high. Apparently, my legs were up in the air like some kind of circus act. Anyway, I’m already feeling better (day 3 of the hangover, so we’re moving forward)
I’m looking at my camera roll trying to piece the past few days back together. Not curated park grass, but actual fields in Willebringen. Or just being in the garden grilling vegetables, barefoot, sunburnt, and my dad next to me making everybody cocktails. My inner farm girl is literally urging for the smell of cow shit and those dusty clouds that rise when a tractor drives by. Healing.
Oh and it was my birthday last week? Or two weeks ago? Yes!
I had a blast. Thank you for coming and throwing me in the air, amazing.
Now… I have so many questions to ask myself:
Do I pursue my master’s degree??? (I don’t want to, tbh.)
Do I look for a job?? Like… for real? Adult life
Where am I going to live???
Do I get a navel piercing? (Like a small, minimal ring.)
What am I going to wear tonight?
- Do I actually like avocado..... ???
- Is it finally time to get a new tattoo? or shoud I remove the other one first?
- ?
Anyway, I’ve got two months to think about the first 3 , confident everything will be ok!
Excited, Happy, Full of Love, Slightly confused, Mildly unstable, but overall Glowing.
Take care - Love <3
Sam
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