The art of flying within

Sometimes when I’m going really fast on my rollerblades I close my eyes & let the hot air flow through my fingertips. I imagine I’m flying instead of overanalyzing the situation & fearing what everyone watching me thinks. Their judgements do not scare me — forgetting what it feels like to truly be alive does.

Rollerblading with my nephew

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With that said, I encourage you to stop & think about who & what you are living for… and if it isn’t for yourself, then maybe it’s time to purchase some rollerblades & pretend to fly. Trust me, it feels better than it sounds. And it’s always fun to have an excuse to rock some tube socks while you blast your favorite tunes.┬áCall me crazy, but sometimes I simply need to pick a different type of noise to block out all of the nonsense I tend to fill my head with. What are some things you do to get to your “happy place”?

My sissy who is most definitely a MILF

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