Dreaming of a far away land.

What am I good in?

Routines robbing freedom.

What does the future hold?

Dreams of change.

What is it all worth for?

Wanting new horizons, not knowing which ones they are.

Longing for a land of easy living.

Does independence without struggle exist?

Fear of failure.

Nothing can hold me.

All-time optimism.

2012, you need to be the one.

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Attention, attention, another revival is arising. Remember those good old times, in which girl and boy would fall in love carefully? When every step would be a real-time second and we would not be running for our lives? You would count reaching first and second base’s, would think of the other innocently, and even if not, there was no screaming it out load. Sex and smacking your tits in his face become rather unnecessary, who wants to have a bitch ass girlfriend anyway. You would talk for hours and hours, go on eventual dates, start to have small gentle looks into the life of the other. In the end, who determines which is the best way to go to start a relationship anyway.

Yet, you must know. We women carry multiple complications with everything. Seriously, with everything:

1. They meet, they fuck, they feel in love: does he only like me, because the sex is good? / what if I wouldn’t have been so easy? does this really have serious potential?
2. They meet, they don’t fuck, they feel in love: how is this even possible? / why doesn’t he want to fuck me and what if the sex ain’t good?
3. They meet, they fuck, they don’t fall in love: the sex was shit / oh my god, i feel so used!
4. They meet, they don’t fuck, they don’t fall in love: I am not fat, I just like eating a lot!

Talking about becoming fat. Do you know, that this whole bullshit about “when you get older” is actually true? honestly, there are places you start putting on weight which you never knew existed before. Once that happens, and of course when its too late, there is only one way to find out if you are hallucinating or not. Suggest the topic to your friends and especially your lady ones, if they don’t try to convince you of not having put on a gram, that’s when you know its actually happening. Wake up call = pressssure!

Speaking about pressure. Ever felt it when more and more women around you become pregnant? Its not like you never thought about it, but at the same time it wouldn’t really stand in question, at all on all means. Forever young and independent clashing with security and infinite love. And pop, another one! And hey, another ultrasound scan! And wow, another sweet congratulation and admiration. Its like your friend is getting a goldfish and you suddenly be thinking: mmhh, should i also? Yes, of course its not a pet! A child, the purest form of unconditional love, not every woman is really ready for that. Tick tack ticket, in the end everybody will get to it when they are ready for that journey.

Risks over risks. Love, careers, friendships and more of that all mashed up together and even more than that. Milkshakes of decisions and their outcomes. The older you get, the more you try to be less afraid about it. Hello shield and power, you become more daring, lets go all in and poker on either black or red. What do you have to loose anyway?

2012 will be the fearless. The changing. The strong. The potential to do everything you wish for. The fresh start. Next level. The next step, in everything.

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surprising.

adventures.
passion.
happiness.
respect.
friendship.
overwhelming.
principles.
living.
teamwork.
creativity.
learning.
experiences.
love.
light bulb moments.
conversation.
sex.
kissing.
disappointment.
movies.
music.
tears.
beds.
showers.
understanding.
values.
meals.
canoes.
truth.
series.
presents.
confusion.
cactuses.
summer dreaming.

plans.

:::
on to the next one.

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