The Goddess Within: Celebrating Self-Love and Joy
I was trying to sleep early today when the thought of cutting my bangs entered my mind. I got up, turned on the lights, and looked at myself in the mirror. God damn, I'm beautiful. I'm a walking piece of art. I reflected on how the day went by. I went on a 50km bike ride, was the first customer at my favorite burger joint in Zambales, and while I was deep in thought about how I'd survive the scorching 11 a.m. heat, the clouds started to darken. I got home just a few minutes before a drizzle of rain began pouring in. I went for a magnesium fix in the ocean and was joined by two kids—a gay boy and a small little girl. The waves were crazy, but it didn't stop us from jumping off a boat that swayed with the waves, anchored just off the shore. They asked to play with sand and buried me in it, creating a huge pregnant belly on me while I lay there, my head in the clouds, with soft rain still accompanying us. We finally got the belly out and made a baby from sand. We went back...
