caught up in the middle of processes which names I don’t know, maybe it’s transformation or just the beginning of fall, it’s about time to envelope the whole change in a new look. Change can be frightening because of the uncertainty, the reminding how much trouble and pain first steps took in the past, how much was going wrong until it turned out finally good. And it just feels so weird, until I remind myself of some simple rules which worked out pretty fine for me. Everything we are going trough, just prepares us for what we have asked. I still feel pretty lined up for arrival, but something, I have no idea how or why, lifts me up to stay patient, keep calm and just let it be. Always at the right time and it makes me feel at ease again and again. And every step I take seems right, feels good and takes a little closer to what I asked for. It’s been a while I asked for something in my life. As far as I can tell I at least found a new look, myself and myself in a better place. Wrapped in something cosy, dressed n something sexy and standing proud and tall on my own feet.
This fall is the time to harvest the fruits of any taken lesson, harvest this something good which comes out of a little bit something bad, it’s about time to forget and forgive about the past and cherrypick the good to enjoy, to invest into a beautiful save secure cosy future and new wishes, asking fors and goals. I am ready.
Coat by Forever 21, Minidress by Mango and Ankleboots by Max&Co., Location: Olympus Playground München, Photographer: Rebecca Schmitt (http://www.mythen.marketing/wordpress/)
I am still a little caught up in the middle. After all the tossing and turning, I find myself at the same point. They say when you find yourself, you find love, cause that who you are, love, we are all nothing but love, connected. And I found myself and I found someone like you. And there is no one like you. I can walk a hundred miles, look around crowds of people, can tinder along the most lonely nights, fly and flirt around the city and there is no one like you. I can cycle the English Garden back and forth, run away, to hell and back. I can be as impatient as hell, patient like a Buddha, I can be half a Buddha, my worst and best, I can be in between, arrived and on my way, as stubborn as a mule, bitchy as Paris and clueless as before I met you, wise as ever, aware of everything and soaked in doubts, fear, luck and love and there is no one like you…