In the beginning it was easy to please me; but as I grow fonder in my independence, I expect more. I'm trying to learn when it's best to hold on, versus letting things just fall through my fingers. Acceptance is my biggest vice. As of late, my planner is full of post-its and scribbles of appointments/social gatherings that leads to a restless feeling by my side yet fill up my wallet.
I've noticed, I have sweet dreams when I sleep less.
(A photo I snapped while doing work at the SLS Hotel this past Sunday)