Moth-Winged Thoughts Carry Me Away - FINALIST, June 2019Save Favorites
When I was younger, 28 or so, a friend who was in her 40s told me that it took her til then to feel like she really fit in her own skin. At the time, I didn’t understand because I wasn’t there yet. What would it feel like to be utterly comfortable with your body, with your life choices, with your age and direction? Would there come a point when I didn’t worry? When thoughts of how I could have done something better wouldn’t constantly surround me when I gave them a moment to flutter in to the empty spaces?
Yes. Now I know.