post holiday thoughts.

i've realised lately that my independence is such a big part of me. i love my independence; it's like the air i breathe, without it i don't feel like myself. i suffocate without it. i'm the kind of person that although loves human company, needs time to herself to really thrive.

i went home for the holidays, and it was faaaaantastic! i enjoyed every moment of it. four of my sisters have children, and their kids are my favourite things in the world, apart from my sisters. i love spending time with them, playing cranium, swingball, reading stories, drinking with the 16-year-old. it was being home for christmas with my family that really made me realise how much i do want kids one day, but i don't want them now. i honestly can't wait to have kids...one day. for now, i'm happy. i'm happy doing the things i want to do. i'm happy saving up to travel, having time to myself to just be me. to read, to write, to travel, to wait for the right one to come along.

i'm 23 and i'm alive and i realise that one day i will be 50 and wonder where the time went. i want to look back on my life with fond memories, smiling at the things i've done, laughing at the embarrassing moments and the things that could have gone better, frowning at the mistakes i made. i realise now. you have to appreciate your youth, because it doesn't last forever.