beginnings.

sometimes i have the hardest time starting my words. i stare at you for quite some time, crafting how i want to begin our little chit chat, but it doesn't always come easily.

what is it with beginnings anyway? often times they are more difficult than i would like.

"beginnings are scary. endings are usually sad, but it's what's in the middle that counts. so when you find yourself at the beginning, just give hope a chance to float up, and it will."
~hope floats

lord knows i have plenty to say, it's just a matter of putting it ever so perfectly for you. because, i like perfect words {especially for your eyes}. the kind that leave you hanging onto every last syllable... every last drop.

for instance, each and every time i read her ink, it's as if i've finished the most quenching glass of ice cold water post eight-mile run on a scorching hot day. she gets it - you know, the sweet part of life - and she's just that good. gut-wrenchingly good.

she's my mentor, my words mentor. i think it's about time i let her know.

*may this photo inspire you to live a little recklessly this week. just begin. we could all use a little help leaping into the unknown.