Life is what you make of it.

As a young woman, I used to think that happiness comes with a few pre-requisites.

Most of the pre-requisites that I believed in include other people.

Like, finding a man, falling in love with him, marrying him, and having kids with him.

These pre-requisites were my life priorities.

Back then.

I am 354 now. I am older, none the wiser.

But I know NOW that to be happy, I don't need anyone else.

Happiness comes from within. I wasn't happy back then. I was miserable. And this was as recent as a few months ago.

It was also the time when I decided to claim my life back and start being happy, on my own terms, other people... excluded.

I have a good head on my shoulders. If people can't see that, then it's their lost, not mine. If you can't see past my aloofness and start to judge me based on how I dress and how I put my trust in the universe and not religion, that's your problem.

Not mine. And I don't know you well enough to make it my problem.

Namaste, and go with love people, go with love.

Ayu