Do you think we can fly?

As I sit and write, listening to Limp Bizkit (because where else can you find the courage to sit down and write?), I'm semi-dreading my birthday tomorrow.

That's another year gone by. Another year where so much and nothing has changed and happened.
And as this birthday creeps its ugly head in, with it comes melancholy, nostalgia, a wave of bittersweet memories... A series of last year's events flashing right before my eyes.

The best thing about it? It makes me smile.
Because 28 was what I set out to make it: Great. 

28 Was Great

(in no particular order)

1.  Got my first ballet distinction in an RAD exam
2.  Took my first (of soon to be many) Yoga Certification and became a Certified Yoga Teacher!
3.  Had a college friend visit (and went sight-seeing in the city)
4.  Courage has become a word I've gotten to know more; which led me to open up more, speak my mind and (most importantly & scare-ly) my heart
5.  Re:previous, I've levelled up. Gained experience points. Call it what you will.
6.  Spent another New Year celebration with my grandmother (who is 88) 
7.  Became an owner of something other than a cat: An apartment (and therefore, became a landlady)
8.  Have made some true progress in yoga
9.  I've felt happier than I ever had in a long time (and am off anti-depressants)
10.  Adapted a much more active lifestyle
11.  Went out more (ie. became somewhat more social)
12.  Saw The Rolling Stones and Coldplay Live
13.  Took my first real Solo Trip (to Baja California and it was OSOM)
14.  Keep stepping further outside my comfort-zone (and discovered that the scary isn't as scary as one thinks)
15.  I have a new therapist (who is the bee's knees and the cat's pajamas)
16.  Dance on pointe shoes
17.  Took one (very small) step regarding my 'acting career': photoshoot
18.  Went on my first yoga retreat <3 li="">
19.  Survived and enjoyed another ballet presentation
20.  Dyed my hair blue!
21.  Went on dates and it was.... interesting/good/meh/etc
22.  New friends and old friends; many good times were had
23.  Feel like I'm much more sensible to everything (in a "I feel my eyes and heart are open to the world and see beauty it didn't use to see before" way)
24.  Moved to a provincial town: Campeche
25.  Became more interested in history and anthropology
26.  Have met even more amazing people 
27.  Sunsets. Every sunset holds a special place in my heart and I will never grow tired of them
28.  Reunions and beaches and friends and good times

So I welcome 29 with open arms.
Nothing is absolute. Everything is everchanging.
:)

Yay :)

On this weekend's agenda: Turtle Conservation Camp!

Catch ya'll on Monday :)

It's so daunting.

The white page is still one of my most feared enemies.
It's been ages since I've written (here or for my sake, etc etc) but it's been at the tip of my brain and fingertips, gnawing at me.
I open up a page- a document- and zip. I freak out and immediately turn my mind to something else.

And there's SO much to say. There are so many ideas in my head just waiting to be let out.

Right now it's 6 in the afternoon in what was a sunny Campeche a couple of hours ago, but now is cloudy and cooling off with some rain.
I worked with some kids most of the morning and looking forward to some yoga time soon. These yoga folks I've just met yesterday, but they are pretty nice and welcoming.

Even thunder is an excuse to distract me from writing...

Why Campeche, you ask? Well, it was offered to me and I had nothing to lose (and nothing better to do)... And because what's better than traveling and staying busy to get over a heart break, am I right?

That's me being crazy in the city center cathedral (in other words, me being me).

I'll get back in the hang of blog writing- I know I at least have one reader (Maria, I'm looking at you hehe).

So. Happy Tuesday Evening (or Wednesday morning or whatever you day you're living).

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