I can read my inner soul. Here's the thing, I even do not realize or do the thing again in the past few years, but I know that I WANT to do it - I simply love it. When something reminds me of the been-there-done-that moment, it gives me goosebumps. It makes me recognize why I did what I did and I don't regret it for any seconds.
That is why I dare to say "I'm happy!"
*I don't recall when was the last time I made my own dress or kebaya or other clothes (well I can't sew, I give it to my trusted seamstress, but hey I pick and draw my fabric and design though). That makes me happy. The feeling of waiting for fitting with a little bit of bedazzling alteration, then ready to wear, it utterly gives me a cocaine high. I wanna do it again.
*A few years back, I joined a French body movement called Parkour. I actually kind of miss it. But seeing my time and schedule in the last few years, it's truly difficult to cope up and be consistent with the training every week. If you knew me, I am a type of person who don't like to do stuff half-heartedly - whether I put my commitment in there or not at all. Well, not to mention that my body... uhm, I don't think I can survive the training, yet.
Oh anyway, did I tell you last night I had a really, really nice dream featuring David Belle? I mean, ZOMG. Years back then, I had no idea who found Parkour - and yassss, it''s him. I and my close training friends often call him "Papa Belle", because he's such an inspiration for us all. Now? I still do adore and look up to him. I think I even smiled like an idiot when I woke up to turn off the morning alarm, took a shower and out on my morning beauty ritual. Oh thanks God, You know how to boost my morning just like that.
*Those crispy fried foods and snacks... Talking about self orgy! Admit it, girls (or people?) love carbs, oily, crispy food even kale and carrots are ashamed with themselves. Don't get me wrong, I eat myself healthily, but these freaking comfort foods never fail to please me. Yes, I still take them in small portion and bite, just to please my tongue. I never think of washing them out of my life, #YOLO, right? Besides, you know us, girls, we eat our feelings and lungs out. Feeling happy? Go eat. Feeling misery? Go eat. In PMS? Go eat. Feeling just normal? Go eat. Ah crazy world...
*Take my endorphin intake. I'm not talking about any pills or magic cream that make you sweat out a like pig (does pig sweat?). It's about doing sport activity or go on adventure. In the last 2 years, I am not really traveling somewhere, stuck in the big Durian city for $$$ and my whatever will-be-will-be future. But I promise myself that I'll be doing it soon... It has become my therapy. Anyway, tucking in routine workout is essentially important for me. I feel that workout (or any other forms of sport sweaty activities) has been my religion since I was a kid. When I don't do it, I get super cranky, tired and demotivated. The funny thing is, my family is not really sporty, outdoorsy people. I don't know where I got it, my grandma perhaps?
*Coffee. The caffeine is just too good to be true. I don't know what else, than chocolate. I love the smells, the many options of coffee recipes and the chill it gives me. My mantra is like this: Raining, a cup of hot coffee (black or cappuccino, not really a fan of latte or frappe), and book or blog + great music playlist. Oh yes, another orgy!
What about you? I'm sure there are tons of things that deliver you this "I fucking love it" words and feelings. Are you still doing it? Do you miss of doing it? Or, you even avoid it because you're not confident and let yourself overthink by the thoughts of doing it?