So I’m 25 now. I’ve learned many lessons throughout the past year. I learned that my love is infinite and ever expanding as space it self, though my ability to express such love is lacking heavily. I learned that when I’m by myself I generate massive energy that can never run out. I learned that the depths of my pain are just as magnificent as the highs of my bliss. I learned I rather be alone than with the wrong people. I learned that everything I see in others is everything I see in myself, they resemble a mirror. I learned that people will deepen with me only as deep as they reach within themselves. I learned I’m allowed to ignore people if interacting with them drains me. I learned it ok to cry publicly. I learned that going to therapy after 8 years is f*cking brave. I learned to be mindful of how and who I invest my energy towards. I learned the immense power of meditation. I learned that I want to travel the world full time. I learned that accurate refinement of my art will attract abundance. And most importantly I learned how to reach down and love the boy inside the man. So I’m 25 now, and my resolutions are pretty simple, I wish to have embodied experiences, to travel, and to love endlessly.