Today my eyes opened and even behind the gloom of regret from staying up far too late, I was so damn happy.
The shades on my window opened only a crack but the light falling in hit me on my body and to feel warmth after universal dark, reminded me of everything good to come.
It felt as if my heart was beating louder and faster than the fan that spun slower above my head and every single speck of dust floating in the air was a fairy waiting for me expectantly. To make my moves.
But that’s just how good I felt this morning to be free and alive, to know that the only next step is to strive.
To all the DRIVEN’s in the world.
Our happiness is our making.
So make moves, my lovelies.