There are a lot of things I wish I could share with you all here, sometimes I am tempted to start a side blog, a place to spill the somewhat surreal experiences of my life. I tend to collect them or they find me or I seek them. Perhaps a combination of all three. I think living in different places make you more susceptible to them, or maybe more open-minded to anything purely for the experience. I am proud to say there is so much more to my life than this blog, to be honest, the majority of my thoughts, shockingly aren’t focused on the clothes or shoes I have stuffed in every corner of my home. Not ideal for a professional blogger I guess. I do love clothes but I also love a story and I want my life to be a good one. And sometimes for that to happen, things like twitter or instagram must be abandoned to go do something insane, something that no hashtag could accurately depict. Which also means less money for shopping, but that’s quite alright with me. Chasing new things doesn’t come cheap. And I do it all too often. But then I come back here to write, confused, wanting to divulge all but hesitant to do so in fear it won’t be appropriate. I will say this though, shove on an easy outfit, don’t buy so many things, wear sneakers to run towards or away from adventures that either tempt or turn bad. You can hide underneath a hat should whatever you try not work out. Do the silly thing sometimes, go with the wind and turn 360 simply to see the story. That’s what life should be, a story…and oh wow, how we seem to forget this. Tell your tale and forget the rest. And let me tell you, these sneakers of mine? They’ve been in a fair few suitcases packed for experiences I can’t share here, my poor meybas, they’ve seen enough for a while, for now. Time to settle back into another large side of my story: work at home. Don’t get me wrong though, I’ll surely be doing something silly again very soon and I’ll be certainly be wearing sneakers. They make jumping from one chapter to the next a whole lot easier.