Recently I've been in a space where I know I'm mostly holding it together but feeling awkward inside because of growing pains. Clearly I don't mean physical growing pains, although I do wish I were still growing taller. 27 has been a thoughtful year of mindfulness, self forgiveness, self love, and self discipline. So many new things which warrants some awkwardness. I don't remember, but this might be how puberty felt.
I'm flying to Manila on Thursday, and I'm excited to be somewhere else for 10 days. I look like a scary chipmunk in my passport photo--can't wait to retake that one when I visit you.
besos from caro.