Perfect dreams. The ones you never really want to wake up from and you roll over in bed and try to sleep again just to get back to that one beautiful moment. You never really can get back there but it reminds you to always dream big and to never, ever give up on what makes you truly happy.
Looking up, being greeted with a blanket of twinkling stars and wondering what else is out there. In that single moment I feel so small yet overwhelmed with the belief that I can do anything.
Laughing at least once. Every. Single. Day. It's good for the soul.
Remembering childhood memories with my mama. I hope that one day my future child and I will be as close as I am with my mama. And that one day we'll sit and go through endless photo albums saying 'oh gosh, do you remember this? what a perfect day it was'.
Looking forward to the spring time, when everything begins to wake. Winter is my favourite season partly because I know that spring isn't far away.
Without my glasses this is what the world looks like. Everything is soft & dream like, it's real but it's not both at the same time. And in this moment, right now, I think I've found the inspiration I've been waiting for.
Him. For inspiring me every single day. For making me smile. For being so patient. And for so much more.