~ "If you're a bird I'm a bird" (because I love The Notebook)
~ "Say I'm a bird" (same as above^)
~ "Birds of a feather..." (because it was just too easy)
~ "Fly high, free bird" (because "Free Bird" rules...and I'm a free bird, obvs)
Welp, at least I have options the next time I wear this demanding top.
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| Blouse: F21//Shoes, belt: Ruche//Jeans: American Eagle//Headband: Target |
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| Coat: Oasis//Bag: Thrifted//Mini: Vegas, baby |
I really do think that in my other life I was a bird. I've always considered myself a wandering, unpredictable free spirit...a tumbleweed, planting bits of me (seeds) in every place I call home for a while. But I take away bits of past places with me, too - like the friendships, experiences and perception of the world from that temporary space.
Picking up and making new homes has always been hard as far as saying goodbye, but I live for the excitement that comes with the feeling of brand new, like being the "new kid in town", exploring new territory, and simply starting over. It's a blend of the most raw emotions for me: I'm anxious, inspired, depressed, scared, rejuvenated, all at once with relocating. It's thrilling, but sometimes I wish that I could be happy in one place so I could spare myself the pain of more goodbyes. I wonder if I'll ever find a place that I want to settle down "forever"...just the thought of that immediately negates any possibility in my mind. But maybe that's just because, for the time being, I'm not ready to commit to a nest.
Do I have any fellow free birds or tumble weeds out there? If so, maybe we should all get matching tattoos or something. ;)
Have a lovely weekend, friends.
Picking up and making new homes has always been hard as far as saying goodbye, but I live for the excitement that comes with the feeling of brand new, like being the "new kid in town", exploring new territory, and simply starting over. It's a blend of the most raw emotions for me: I'm anxious, inspired, depressed, scared, rejuvenated, all at once with relocating. It's thrilling, but sometimes I wish that I could be happy in one place so I could spare myself the pain of more goodbyes. I wonder if I'll ever find a place that I want to settle down "forever"...just the thought of that immediately negates any possibility in my mind. But maybe that's just because, for the time being, I'm not ready to commit to a nest.
Do I have any fellow free birds or tumble weeds out there? If so, maybe we should all get matching tattoos or something. ;)
Have a lovely weekend, friends.
