Friday night. Me being a little bit freaky and naughty with the champagne. Suddenly, a Facetime from the person who I didn’t expect that call and that person to even think about me. Lovely conversation and suddenly the question.
“Shorty, you are still crazy I suppose”.
BAM ! And then I realized that I became just normal. I hate it. I want my crazy nature back no matter what. No way it happened. When? So, I am taking it back. Since now, I say yes to all the crazy ideas, stop ignoring people I fancy and etc. Why do we always create boundaries: too scary, to dangerous, too crazy. It’s like putting yourself in a carton box, but you aren’t a cat. I remember we went to the gym with D. at 1 am, then on a long walk on the uninhabited, abandoned riverside. Too late, too scary? Yes. True. Lots of adventures, memories and fun moments. Or like hitting clubs all night long. Where did all this fun disappear? Last time I was bored in the club. Can’t believe I’m writing it. Where was the last time I really had fun, not pretending that I have fun? Probably 2 years ago in Windsor,maybe in Nottingham too. Seriously !
Another crazy idea ” Go for a run”. I just did the heaviest workout even. I can’t even walk properly. But….”yes time”. It could have been worse. Thanks heaven that this idea stuck me when it’s not -20 degrees outside. So, run Forest, run !
It’s time to start living. NOW. Do what I want and screw this boundaries.