live freely

living freely to me means…
to follow my heart and get up and go. its to experience something new all the time because everyday is a new day. its to really find a deeper self and to never be far from friends or family no matter where i am.

im driving cross country again NY to LA… but this time by myself. im excited and cautious at the same time. im planning to work and have an amazing time in LA for winter!

I want to be in charge of my day….I know that might sound funny by my husband and I always dream about owning a business together like a hotel or a store and being able to travel, have lunch, go in, return home, and do whatever we want with our days. We’re working on it…I’m tired of being ‘owned’ by my employer..I want to BREAK FREE!!! Who’s with me?

I think my time spent in Seattle really showed me that I am able to live outside of what I feel is comfortable. Now that I’ve branched out, I don’t want to return to feeling confined all the time. I want to continue to push myself and try new things.

There was a night a couple of days ago where I couldn’t go to sleep because I kept thinking of moving to Seattle by myself. I can’t really explain the sense of fear I felt, but I was glad to wake up the next morning and have it be gone.

I think that this is just something I will have to overcome.

I’ve actually thought about getting this tattooed in Chinese on my ankle – to remind myself not to let anything hold me down.

I’ve been conflicted about whether or not to get a tattoo for a while – what should I get? Will it look trashy? Will I regret it? But somehow I feel comfortable with this idea. I don’t know, I’ll give myself some time to think about it.

Its hard not to let negativity affect your life. I think a large part of it is knowing who you are, and being committed to that. I was brought up in a very controlling environment, and I wasn’t allowed to question anything. I think that’s why freedom means so much to me, because I know the value of it.

I’ve been put down a lot in my life, and made to feel like my best efforts were not good enough. I let that affect me. I’m trying to be strong and not let it affect me now.

When you think about it, when you live your life according to what others think – you are giving them your life. You are letting them control your thoughts, your words, your actions. And for what exactly? So they will like you? So they will accept you? They are not even accepting the REAL you, they are accepting the FAKE you that you pretend to be.

I’ve come to a point in my life where I’ve realized that I have very little time in this life. I can either live it feeling trapped, trying to conform to others’ expectations. Or I can really live it, and hopefully meet others who are doing the same.

I would love to be able to one day be able to wake up and not have to worry about the daily routines that that life throws at you ie : get up early go to work for some money hungry corporation and a boss that cares not for the happiness of the workplace but for the money that is comming in, to be able to wake up at what ever time your body decides and slowly make your way outside with a cup of coffee and be able to enjoy the air and know there is no rush and you can take the time to enjoy the simple pleaures of life like a a cool breeze on a hot morning.
i wish that every human being could take the time to relax take a deep breath and suck in the joy that a free life could give you.

I wish life was easy. I wish nobody told me what to do or push me around. I get pressured or stressed when someone forces me to do something. People pushes me around and I get annoyed. When I get annoyed, I sometimes click their nerves completely. If there was a world to live freely, I wouldn’t want to come back to this world. Unless it’s a vacation.

Maybe living freely isn’t good at all… I don’t know. But when I am stuck with many problems, I want to go to Heaven. In Heaven, you’re not sick, you’re completely happy for the rest of your life! There isn’t people hating you, hurting you, or scaring you. I want to live where people doesn’t hate me. If someone hates you, they might do anything to you. I don’t want to get stalked or anything. Thinking about that doesn’t really make me wanting to live.