Dream big. Dream without fear.

This is MY year(s) of big risks and big rewards, and of me standing up for myself and my happiness. Feel free to join in my journey.

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BRB objectifying celebrity men with beards.

Guys are better with facial hair on them. Love me some scruff.


PSA: it’s Slothsgiving this week over at BuzzFeed Animals.

I’m half an hour from a mental breakdown. Regretting sharing a rental car with this coworker that feels the need to do “just 15 more minutes” when I told him half an hour ago that if I don’t get to sleep soon, I will for sure be physically ill.

When in doubt, overload your brain with kitten GIFs.

(via fuckyeahfelines)

I am already beginning to feel the aftermath of a night of complete insomnia. Today is going to suck.

I was the idiot that drank too much caffeine yesterday. The latte I had at breakfast was fine. But in attempt not to munch in the afternoon, I made some Paris breakfast tea with milk. Yes, the caffeinated tea.

I have a 7:30 flight this morning for my business trip. I need to be up at 4:30 — my boyfriend is picking me up and taking me to the airport at 5:15.

It’s 2:52 and I’ve failed at every attempt I’ve made to sleep. I’ve dozed twice, not making it to full sleep mode for more than 5-10 minutes if I even slept. I’m not sure. I’m wide awake though exhausted. I made sure not to sleep in this weekend so I could take advantage of the time I had with my boyfriend and dad. So I’m definitely tired. But an hour and a half before I have to be awake and I’m still wide awake, though bags under my eyes are forming.

Insomnia is going to make me have a miserable Monday at work. Running on no sleep. My only hope is that my plane gets delayed while I’m on board so I can sleep for more than 2 hours.

Sometimes I hate my body.

I didn’t realize how much I needed to spend time with my boyfriend and my dad, to be home. I always would like more quality time with the two most important men in my life — I surely always could use the added time. But I really needed this for my well-being. With everything that is changing around me, I needed to feel the familiar comforts of love and home.

I live in New York but this is home.

I worked out and then walked home in the rain. So I’m sweaty, burning up, and damp. Not a good combination. I strip my clothes and then think I should eat before I shower since it’s 9pm already.

I throw on an apron and turn on the stove to heat up soup (I don’t own a microwave). Then I think of how this is one image my boyfriend dreams about. So I text him my clothing choices.

He FaceTimes me within 10 seconds. Starts staring. Then asks me if I’m surprised he called right away.

No, dear, I am not surprised you FaceTimed me instantly. I’m rather glad you did.



Her favorite spot

Needed this picture.

Reblog again because I need this cat in my life.