Math has never been my strong suit. But, that’s not why I neglect quantifying my travels into miles jetted or pictures snapped. Yet, it would be silly of me, in the dawn of a new era, not to reflect on what I’ll do with the 525,600 minutes I’ve been gifted in 2020. (My inner theatre nerd is fangirling — give me a sec) 😂 Each year, we all basically construct a to-do list of all the work we need to accomplish in the New Year and disguise them as “resolutions.” Resolutions are a hot, sexy buzzword which creates this delusion that we have our shit together. In reality, I fucking don’t. But even this hot mess can appreciate all the breakthroughs I’ve finally discovered in the last 12 months. 2019 was a year of a lot of emotional work and break throughout for me. I learned how to be a solid foundation for myself, not just for others. I spoiled myself with no questions asked. I prioritized my health and carved a little oasis around me that helps keep me recharged and invigorated for whatever comes next. I said no more often. I forgave myself for pain I endured and was still harboring. I treasured my worth. 2019 gave me the ability to admire myself and find grace in being less than perfect. But I still have a lot of work left. I want to fall in love with my flaws like their poetry. I want to date myself more often (especially go to more operas.) I want to strike this perfect balance of hustling but also finding peace. I want to send more cards and handwritten notes. Like every year, I want to be incandescently happy. 💖 What are you hoping to achieve in 2020? How have you improved in 2019? . . . . . . #newyear #resolutions #liveriga #latvia #riga #wanderlust #WITSRiga #europe #travel #postcardsfromtheworld #ipulledoverforthis #getlost #cityspace #sunset #travelphotography #naturegram #solotravel #femalesolotraveler (at Riga, Latvia) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6zeaA_hm4m/?igshid=o6lh5idrdjy5
