Love Will Set You Free


I've decided that tonight is one for reflection, even if simply for the sake of firsts. It's the first night of June, and it's the first night in forever that I've spent with my oldest longest friend, Chels. It's the first Mumford & Sons concert-eve I've experienced. Finally, tonight was the first that I've driven through his neighborhood and down my formerly familiar path to that city since... well, you know. The last time. And I'm okay.

I'm more than okay. May has brought me so many new experiences, exhilarating experiences and overwhelming emotions. As I over-enthusiastically bragged to Chels earlier, I have new possessions and icons and symbols in my life now that are MINE and mine alone. From my wall decor to those permanently inked on my personal canvas, they define the new Cory. I've spanned at least 200 miles of the California coast in the past month. I've grown my confidence and relationships and influence at work an unspeakable amount, more so in the past month than ever. I've become closer with new friends in my life, I've made amazing memories with long time ones, and I'm currently cuddling with the first bestie I ever made: in the first grade.

I am going to go sky diving this year. I'm set to make BIG changes in 2013 too, from role-at-work to current city. I'm about to embark on multiple new journeys, involving Mumford, Santa Barbara, countless extended family, and the Big Apple + several new cities: Boston and DC (home to my other soulmate). I don't have it all figured out, but I've taken bold steps to ensure I'm on the right path - and I'm not doing terribly. Each day that's newer, feels easier. I miss, but I don't long or regret.

One month ago today, I challenged the universe with: Come what may. My mantra, as of tonight, is a bit less simple.

If you lose your way tonight, that's how you know the magic's right. 
Love - it will not betray you, dismay or enslave you. It will set you free. 

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