Home at last
I’m home! Finally! My flight back from Toronto was delayed 3 hours. Once we boarded the plane, we got stuck on the tarmac for another 45 minutes. Ugh. But I made it back to NY, once again feeling whole.
This trip has been amazing in so many ways. I reconnected with old friends and made some new ones. What ever ventures come from it, I am truly grateful for the experience. I’m feeling inspired. I’ve been restless for quite a while. Trying to balance my work with trying to have a life has been difficult. But I think I’ve found something new in myself.
I can’t give up on the things that make me who I am. The things that make me a whole and happy person. It’s going to take some effort on my part, but in the end, it’s worth it. One must always have a creative outlet to express themselves in. Otherwise you just loose yourself to the world surrounding you.
Just be who you are meant to be. Do you.
“Me? I’d rather be undefined, not underestimated nor undermined. I’m underlined as the underdog under the influence of time.” – Aceyalone