Crazy Me!

I don’t know what it is, but for the first time since… I don’t know… a really long time, I feel really content with where I am. I’m smiling, I laugh at myself, and I’m starting to develop a generally positive outlook on life. And it makes me happy to know that I have friends, most of which I’m going to be seeing in about a week when I go back to college. Overall, I just feel as if I’m in such a good place right now. I don’t want this feeling to ever go away.

Is it strange that after an intimate encounter with a complete stranger that I have so much more self-confidence? I like the wonderlust version of myself here in England. I’m not so afraid of everything as I was back home. I’m not constantly wondering what people are thinking when I do something, but instead I do what I want without a care in the world. Confidence is fun and I’ve resolved myself to enjoy it as much as I can while I have it. I want to be like this always. I’m letting loose these next six months, but why should my new found enjoyment of myself stop when I go home?

New Philosophy in life:

The quickest way to acquire self-confidence is to do exactly what you are afraid to do.
-Anon And I shall do just that! Goodbye comfort zone, hello new life! :D