You see, I have made a point these past five months since moving away from home to keep myself so insanely busy that I have had no time to stop and think about anything. Honestly, it has worked well for me. I am making great strides in a company that I love working for, joined a fitness community that motivates me day in and out, and have been so fortunate to meet some amazing people. On a normal day after all of that, I come home to a handsome man in our beautiful apartment and take advantage of the one on one time with him that I have become so used to.
Today I came home and there was silence. I turned on the air conditioner so that I could hear that familiar sound, then turned up the volume on the t.v. so that I could start Friends from season 1. I attempted to make brussel sprouts the way that he makes them and ended up asking myself if I really like brussel sprouts because they tasted like shit. But his? His are always perfect.
I got in the shower and I hate to admit this, but I showered with the curtain open. I have watched so many horror films that I just knew that when I opened that shower curtain I was going to get murdered by some alien. Dramatic, huh? Then I realized how silly I was being.
In that moment, I challenged myself. I did something that I was terrified to do because I was afraid of what I would hear. I turned off the noise. Then, I wiped the dust off of this old thing and began to type. It had been so long since I took the time to get silent and focus in on myself, and tonight I am at peace. Tonight I was able to do some self reflection and realize that holy shit, I am living in California. I am building a life with a man I love and who loves me. I am a #GirlBoss who dove outside of my comfort zone and weirdly enough found comfort. I am so thankful.
Get quiet, live loud. Without getting quiet, you never realize how loud you can get.
