Ancora

What a lovely weekend. My cup is SO full. Friday: Dinner I met a wonderful new friend who invited me to their informal bookclub at Brentwood Fine Wines. I haven't been part of a book club since I lived in NJ and I was very excited and also very nervous. Social anxiety hit a little hard. I spent Saturday with Daisy and Johlene - an impromtu Pepperdine reunion. We went to a psychic brunch at King's Head (blast from the 2010 past) and while the reading was fun, the girl time after it was what truly reenergized me. It has me thinking that I need to prioritize spending time with girlfriends. We just sat around, ate snacks, oggled at Daisy's dreamy closet and talked about all of the pressing thoughts that come with life. Peak girlhood right here. It was a day I desperately needed. Grateful. Grateful. Grateful.

Oh, how quickly time passes and memories fade. But there are certain thoughts that flood my mind like a post-earthquake tremor. How did we get here? How am I experiencing and accomplishing things I once prayed for and yet I still feel like I have so far to go? The thought of rest and finally feeling like I'm there and don't have to push myself so damn hard feels so far away. Maybe this is something I need to "unpack" with my therapist. Who knows. It's been so long since I've been disciplined enough to write regularly so I need to show some myself some grace while I get back into my groove. One thing I know for sure is that it's helped me exponentially to be able to go back and see how much I've grown. "Whatever makes you uncomfortable is your biggest opportunity for growth."

Oh, hello again. I've been thinking about starting this again for a while. The age of social media has made us feel like we are documenting everything.. but are we? Are we really capturing the moment.. the emotions, the highs, the lows? Or are we tricking ourselvces into thinking that a camera roll of photos we will never look back on will serve as a scrapbook of pointless things? Looking back on "thought is free" and how well I captured exactly how I was feeling at that time and able to relive it made me feel like I should go back to the basics.. I'm a little bit older and not much wiser but writing my thoughts on here helped me before.. So here we are. Thought is Free: Part Deux . xx