I’m in Aarhus, Denmark 🍀

Being socially awkward. And I’m writing this with all the love in my heart I can muster. Because it feels liberating. To have let all the 150 masks drop. Those masks that helped me socially but pulled me away from the things that brought me joy; crafting. Art. Music. Obsessing over things with deep passion in my heart. Being alone, telling stories to the trees and the birds. Doing things - not to impress - but for ME.

I couldn’t be more joyful about being socially awkward again! It’s as if my heart is celebrating me for taking my life seriously. Not wasting a second doing anything to impress.