Table for one; accept everything, regret nothing, ask the questions, embrace the flow.

What do olives, 5am yoga, tequila hot chocolate, hula-hooping, fish eggs, long walks on the sand-dunes, fake hair, muffin baking, veganism, abstract thinking, sobriety, indecisiveness, bad gas, poetry, tattoos, bare feet, and shyness have in common? I´m not sure, weave them together you may wind up with something that somewhat resembles me... or does it?

O the beach!

Common knowledge indicates an importance in loving and accepting oneself; For some time, I personally felt that in order to achieve this, one must define oneself... This conception has been cannon-blasted out of the water in favour of living without definition.

caution: living in the moment can result in sunburn,

not to worry

! by tomorrow it will have faded to a tan

It is one thing denounce our bonds with material items, it´s another thing to detatch from relationships-with-others-as-a-form-of-comfort. Yet another thing entirely (as I am discovering) is to sever the umbilical chord between the self-perceived self, and who or what you really are.

Humans are adverse to change... whether this is innate or learned is typically unclear, although we are naturally mercurial and engineered to adapt. Thus little logic emerges from the concept of a natural circumvention of the inevitable. I´ve moved past attatchment to intentions and their outcomes and am learning to transcend self-definition.

A recent, spontaneous beachward venture thoroughly clarified this new outlook of ¨why not?¨

In closing.... Fuck ideals... fuck being ¨that kind of person¨, fuck planning and having your shit together. Letting go of the wheel may seem a risky business to some, potentially even bordering on the insane. But the truth is... I´m happy as can be right meow and I´ve got nothing to prove, and no one to impress. Today I am going to buy a violin and some sneakers... why? because that´s what makes my heart sing. Tomorrow, I may sell said instrument and footwear, the next day I may decide to get married, the day after, sepperation, I´ll eat some cheese for lunch and profess animal rights for dinner. Am I loca? hypocritical? unstable? nah, just doing what feels good! and MAN does it feel good.

Chin chin motherfuckers!

So stoked.