Holiday:, Life:

5 Years

..ago today, I got on a plane that would make its way to Seattle. I came for the music, the abundance of musicians, for the coffee and for the schools. And adventure. And change. Sometimes you just have to change, be it your scenery or your outlook. In this case, both. Turns out there was literally everything I wanted, right here—literally just chillin in Fremont. To celebrate, I’m sharing the most important things I’ve learned here.

Matt & Bri

Thing one: Love is easy when you’re loving the right one. But even easy isn’t always easy. My Honeybee recently had surgery and, lemme tell you, watching him get wheeled away was tough. Sometimes the hardest thing about love is fearing you’ll lose it. But it’s always worth it.

Thing two: There is so much beauty in the world, but you’ll never see it if you don’t look. I’m a natural daydreamer, so I make an effort to see some (external) beauty. To wander around and admire what’s near you.

Thing three: Make something. I’ve learned that if you’re going to do something, it should be something you love and/or something that makes you feel good. I notice I feel better when I’ve tried my best and when I do, it’s usually far better than I thought.

Thing four: If there were time I could lose days to the vivid imaginaries. That’s what drives me to reflect and create. I’m so thankful to be here, 5 years smarter, 5 years happier.

So this next year I’m pushing harder. The goal: the make my daydreams come true. What are you dreaming of these days?

 

xo,

Sunshine

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