The Northern 📍

Tonight, I ate ice cream with a fork at 1:30am.        Why? Because I can. What good is a life to live, if you can’t break the rules every now and then?           What kind of story are you telling, when you simply follow along the things that have already been done? Whose path are you walking, if you’re simply following a trail that’s already been paved ahead?                Break free from the ordinary, and do your own thing instead. Create your own momentum, and introduce your energy to a world that’s dying for creativity.                     Be the glitch in the system, causing everybody to turn their heads. Search deep within your madness, and find the courage to act upon it.                          Don’t live your life following the orders of another m...

  I need a vacation.      Serious. Somewhere warm. This winter thing isn’t my vibe anymore. I’m tired of it.      Every single day, waking up to the ice and snow. Negative degrees celsius outdoors, just waiting to attack you. Everyday, wrapping up my face with cloth to keep myself from freezing. Why on Earth did my ancestors choose here to live?      I often wonder about that, when thinking about the past. Before things became solid, and borders were a thing, why would anybody choose to live in the north? Throughout history, people who lived in the ice and snow have had harder lives than those who lived in the south. Southern land, surrounded by water and warmth. The sun, beaming down upon you every day. Warm temperatures, giving you a sense of belonging and happiness within. Just being outside in the sun can do wonders for you mental and physical health. Instead? Here I am, layered up in the depths of winter, pretending like life is fun...