2017 has been a rather strange year for me, but certainly not in a bad way. Yes it’s been physically demanding, emotionally exhausting, but along the way, the little moments count for much more than I could ever ask for.
A few firsts I will remember always – I moved out of my parents’ place, expanding my space and finding my own light; first time in an operation theatre, it’s unpleasant so health is indeed wealth for all it’s worth; first time my luggage got delayed and I had to live with no fresh clothes and bare essentials for 4 days, a reminder that we don’t need to have a lot of material things to survive and thrive (just bikini, always bikini 👙), and first time living with not one but two cats!
As I look back on all the trips I’ve taken, all the music I’ve absorbed (so many bands and DJs across gigs and festivals), all the movies I’ve seen (and laughed and cried over), all the beautiful and wretched souls I’ve had the good fortune of peering into, and falling in and out of love with, every single one of my friends who has my friendship and gifted me theirs, all the books I’ve read, all the streets I’ve walked and pasta I’ve had the pleasure of ingesting, the silent moments in yoga and the amazing conversations I’ve had, I am thankful for how far I’ve come since the dark days.
But I have always loved darkness, embraced it, because without darkness there can be no light, each is a reflection and extension of the other. “No one queues for a flat rollercoaster.” It’s been an amazing year and I can’t wait to see what and who 2018 will bring me.