Flipping through old pages, cleaning out my closet as I find my way back.
To an eighteen year old me energized and up speed, I did everything that made me happy. I worked my ass off to accomplish my dreams now I’m searching for my way back to a happier me.
I’m grateful for my successes and I’m stoked for what’s ahead. There’s just something I have to get out of my head. I’m getting old and I’m slowing down, am I good enough? Why haven’t they come around yet? Can they relate? I need to stop worrying about how things are going now because with consistency and hard work the reward will be out of my reach. I will be blown away and humbled by seeing my blossoming dreams. My heart rates down now I feel the treasure, deep down inside my memory box of the unapologetic ME. Now that you’ve found it stay true to yourself and always remember to dream, reach, achieve and prosper.
Flipping through old pages, cleaning out my closet as I find my way back.