She doesn’t know how to begin this but she’ll do it anyway.
She hates eating in bed – crumbs are not her best friend. It must be because she can be a bit of a messy eater!
She sometimes thinks she has to do it all, but she’s learning that this doesn’t mean she has to do it alone in order for it to be her success. She’s growing.
She wants to enhance her knowledge and creativity. Steps will be taken, trust me, as she desires.
She doesn’t like being told what to do and she can be stubborn. But she rarely behaves like this, without reason.
She sometimes talks too fast when she gets excited and sometimes, she doesn’t make sense. It’s actually these little things which define her.
She plans to travel but she knows meaningful memories can be made wherever and whenever.
She seems like a wise old soul. Perhaps, she’s been here before?
She sings in the shower and in the car. She can even whip out a microphone out of thin air.
She can sometimes be awkward and she’s painfully aware of it but she is trying to work on it. Give her time.
She ponders over little things, maybe a little too much.
She is brutally honest: her blessing and her curse.
She knows she’s not perfect. We each have our flaws.
She wants to let down all of her walls. She hasn’t figured out how yet.
She loves like she’s never been broken before – a heart so pure, poison will burn.
Who is she? We all ask.
She is just a soul who craves peace, joy, connection and intellectual conversations – not seriousness all the time. She craves a bellyache laugh, adventure and to enjoy child-like experiences all over again… She craves to be loved and appreciated like she’s never been before. She has a goal of pursuing work that will be full of meaningfulness. She wants to help everyone, but who will help her? There isn’t much she wants – but she does wants to feel understood.
Who is she? You ask.
She is I.