Life is to short

(Source: sexandthecity-)

(Source: shiver-and-sigh, via deetales)

all the past 3 years in Egypt

much of the sun, much of the hot wind

the sky like the promis

and the sea in which you are SO in love

there was everything is simple and free, and so… so home *

strange considering that this is so far from my real country, real home and real rest of family but in my heart like that

So…  sometimes we make difficult decisions because they are  way to our dreams. and you feel that no one will do what you must do by yourself…             one day you hear a sound of time of change*

*something ready

*something lost

*something move

and it wants you to move from your nice village near the see with 

- summer evry day

- Flip Flops evry day

- surfing evry day

- sound of see whene you sleep

- Fresh Fruits and Vegetables (Mango Mango Mango *)

to the main street of the most beautiful and very big cities in Russia

with

- under 0 even now!

- no even normal fresh tomato (i didnt speak about Mango sure)

- sound of big street whene you sleep

- evrything huge and big and nothing simple

but in the end you find yourself happy here olso

and your heart know why you are here

like that.

have a nice day all *

siximpossiblethingsforbreakfast:

on healthy change-

I use the word healthy, because I would like to believe, that some choices, although painful to make, can be the right ones.

there’s been some lingering decisions. looming ones. decisions that are with you when you close your eyes at night, that follow you on your evening runs, that sit with you at your desk. I suppose I was waiting for the right time to come, for something to change to give me a direct answer, something to hit me in the face + make it utterly clear what I should be doing, but after nearly two years, that time hasn’t come, + it won’t be coming any time soon— if ever.

it means, you just have to make a decision.

+ if you know me very well, this means a ridiculous amount of analyzing, + praying, + thinking + feeling around.

sometimes it’s a lot harder to let go than it is to be drug around.

I think this can be said for relationships too – those with boyfriends, family members, and even so-called friends.

+ in the end, the result of all of this soul searching, is that I am choosing to be healthy- to make the right decisions to get to me to where I want to be.

It’s choosing what I want in the future over what I think I want now in this moment of my life.

it’s choosing to let go of my horses + my truck so that I will be 100% debt free + have money in the bank + to purchase a house with next year. (ohhh the tears that will come from this one.), it was paying off my student loans + credit card instead of splurging my tax return on something fun. it’s green tea and black coffee over calorie packed lattes from starbucks, it’s a few more runs after work instead of indulging in good-weather happy hours with the tribe. it’s cutting toxic + negative people out of my life. It’s in going gluten-free – for real.

It’s also about getting out there + picking up new hobbies. it’s in finding new things that make me tick. trading in my car for a road bike + some heavier miles in my running shoes. pushing myself to climb mountains + camp under the stars (things I once thought of as less than thrilling), it’s about letting someone wonderful come into your life and change your perspective and teach you crazy new things.

It’s about choosing to be happy. to take the good with the bad.

It’s about learning to let go + move on.