I recently took a trip up North and brought back a few souvenirs: A gash on my forehead, a hole in my eyebrow, and most importantly a rekindled friendship with the girl inside me.
I have known for awhile that I was neglecting getting to know myself. I stubbornly put off any sense of self discovery. But as one is alone and time wears on, the inevitable comes to pass. You acknowledge the conversations you’ve been having with yourself, and admit that you might have some value as a person and a friend. In this discovery, you find peace and relief. You find the good bits of your soul – and now that you’ve found them, you can finally share them with others.
Vlog #2: My Own Best Friend
Sometimes the best thing you can do for yourself is to just go outside and play in the sand.