Wearing: MayaXO elastic waist shorts thanks to MayaXO; Stussy Varsity Jacket; Zen Garage beanie; Sportsgirl boots; Agent Ninety-nine long sleeve top; Ray-ban aviators thanks to OPSM
This morning, I woke up with a jolt at 12PM. I realised that all three of my alarms just refused to stir me awake at 10.30AM like it was suppose to (I often sleep at 3am-4am so I'm not one of those indulgent over-sleepers). But I'm glad I didn't wake up so early to cut off my dream. It was a wonderful one - he smiled at me, held me, brushed my hair behind my ear and whispered sweet nothings. When I woke up, He haunted my mind.
This month of May I predicted was supposed to be a sad one. And it was, in some ways - disputes with close friends, abit of disappointment from my friends as they let me down, no money, no motivation to clean my room. But I wasn't locking myself up in a room or work bathroom to cry about Him. I don't know how but I seem to have discovered some inner strength I must've reserved just for this month.
I continue my day as normal - work, blog, read emails, exercise, photoshoots, spend my nights with close friends etc and I rarely think about Him. I just think : Ignorance is Bliss. Yet no matter bloody what, you cannot escape your dreams. It must've been my subconscious letting out all the feelings I bottled up during the day. So I battle my mind when I wake up reminded of Him. I then spend the next couple of hours trying to forget it all again - read and watch bad TV.
Another way to forget (during the day) is to go to far away places with one of your best friends. Here I am at Mona Vale and my friend Betty instructs me to mount a fence that wasn't as stable as I thought. I rolled around on that log as it tipped me forwards and backwards. The result: some fun laughs and giggles and a reminder that I was indeed happy during the Month of May.
