the eye is harder.
it seems like there is this time in the middle when we get super self-conscious for a really long time. when we worry so much what the world thinks of us. where we don’t know ourselves and are unsure of our place in it all.
and then apparently (at least in my case) you come out the other side standing in your 40’s and don’t give a flying f(&k. you stand in your power, your big s self. it’s like coming out of a deep sleep…you wake up and look around and you see other people…you see your self. you see how we’re all connected.
is this just me? 