Let it go..

2 cups of Glenmorangie in, and I am already feeling like a 5 year old. I don’t know why alcohol lets the inner child in me run wild. Ironically, that inner mini me is but an annoyingly happy, fast talking, fairytale loving person in the body of a 25 year old.  I honestly have no idea if that is remotely normal, but i actually like it. It feels like I’m liberated from all the ‘grown up’ daily life issues.

I am living, with my husband, thousand of kilometres away from my family. Don’t get me wrong, it was completely our choice for a better shot at careers for us and life for our future little ones. Think of it as steps to wonderland on a bigger scale, and I love it. I adore my husband. I love the country we are living in, I love the life we are building up, from scratch, slowly together; our very own adventure. It does not mean it is easy though, especially for someone at 25. That is just one of the things I have to deal with inside my head, and heart every day. Which is why I actually enjoy feeling like a little princess, with a blank mind, and an open heart. The go to place in my head, so to speak.

But hey, as one of my favourite Disney song goes.. ‘Let it go.. let it go…’



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