I'm ready to apologize. kiss you. + sleep. and take what is unfinished + familiar, confusing and uncovered to be sorted by dreams; make a lullaby of loneliness and let imagination be with itself. let illusion seep traceless from mind to sky. space. I do not mind a slower pace. where grace takes precedence. and fear does not press so hard against my worth. unable to empathize. what is repressed given the chance to surface. breathe. and be received. I have time. this I value. how you feel, too. I have time for you. room for you. hope for us. take some of mine if yours is waning as the moon does in its short season. joy is the sweetest contagion and I will transfer mine in a kiss as the sun pulls itself from another place. to rest it's hands on us. we are blessed in the challenge. time arranged so that we might meet here. each with our lessons. humble + wild. good morning my love, keep dreaming.
Around this time last a few years ago my whole life turned upside down. If you told me 10 years ago I would be where I am today, I would tell you you're crazy.
When I was growing up, I was a huge athlete. My whole life revolved around playing sports. "Time to go to practice Julie" "We have to get ready for the game" "Don't forget to pack a bag for the tournament." I barely had a break. I would jump from one practice to another, changing equipment in the car, reenergizing myself for the next x amount of hours. I lived for it. Nothing could beat the adrenaline I had when I stepped onto the field or court. Getting "in the zone" and blocking out everything around me. I knew I wanted to do this for the rest of my life.
Until one day, I was told I had to stop doing what I love most. I was unexpectedly injured from a swimming accident... which led to me finding out I have a left ventricular aneurism. They told me I had to stop playing sports or "ill end up on the news." Having fear of dying at any second of any day is scary. I was so broken inside and devastated. I didn't know what could possibly come next if playing sports was all I knew how to do.
After slowly recovering from my lost state, I developed a love for art. Finally, my new passion for drawing took me down a whole new path. It helped me clear my thoughts and find peace. All of the empty time slots that I devoted to going to practice, I now devoted to art. Not just drawing but also music. I first started off by teaching myself 4 instruments. After a couple of years of playing, I decided to become a dj. Now with music and drawing keeping me busy, I was smooth sailing.
The years flew by and next thing I know, I'm going to college. Everything was moving so fast. With sports out of the picture, I didn't know what I wanted to do or what my major was going to be. That being said, I went into college open minded. I just started to like fashion since I was able to break free from those hideous uniforms I wore my whole life. People would come up to me and say how they love my outfit or ask me where I got it from. “WE ALL HAVE STORY”🚪🚪