bike

i used to love riding my bike...

i think i love riding a bike when it fits me.

this bike i have here in Belize is a little big for me.

my tires are flat.

the road is realy bumpy, and the sand gets hard to ride on.

its a long hard ride and it makes me so tired in the mornings.

the worst part is riding home. the best part is laying down once im home.

this was my moment to vent over my annoying red bike.

seems to me, life is pretty good.

other than it just rained, and now the mosquitos are going to be biting again.

anyways, never stop praying.

sleep

sleep.
i need it.
i wish there were like 36 hours in a day...

MOVE

move.
out of my room.
out of the only house i have known in 3 years.
my mansion full of crazy girls.
move.
back to SA.
move to a new beginning.
marriage.
move to a new chapter.
move. to belize.
move.
i need to dance.
move.
i need to relax.
move.
i need to breathe.
move.
im ready for this week to end.
...its sunday

live

truth be told

i want to live

and heres my plan:

i am going to
travel the world
write poetry
learn to paint
do photography again
find life in the art of this world
kayak
live by the ocean
walk on hot coals
belly dance
learn spanish
italian
and french
i will go to africa
i will ride an elephant
read every book on my book list
learn to knit
learn to fence
play the piano
play the guitar
play tennis (good)
befriend a homeless person
see an active volcano
eat amazing foods of the world
see the wonders of the world
pursue peace in every situation
and let love be the motive to my movements.

i will not make dreams for myself and never do them
i have one life to live, and i am going to enjoy the amazing things of this world until the day i die.

these are the goals i have set for myself less than a year ago.

no doubt in my mind, i will do them all.

people will wish they knew me 20 years from now.

live life now.