my body.

Lately, I’ve been really into my body.

After I get out of the shower I spend a decent amount of time infront of my full length mirror just admiring myself. Admiring the lines, the fullness, the perkiness, the potential. A body is a funny thing. In a lot of ways mine feels like uncharted territory. Like I still have so much to discover. It’s a life’s work. There’s also something to be said about the relationship you have to your body when you are alone. With no one but yourself to witness it. Your eyes become kinder and there is a kind of ease that settles in. I’ve been sleeping naked more which is typically something I don’t do… maybe it’s the lack of company … I can’t resist the desire to feel my skin being awakened by the sheet. That moment right when you dive into bed and it feels all tingly. I love that.