Come what may.

I had one of the best days EVER today.

I was going to go to the gym after mass, but since it was so damn nice outside (i.e. clear blue sky, unbelievably warm for early February), I decided to go for a walk instead. What a glorious idea it turned out to be!

I had my favourite casual outfit on: jeans, Ked's classic white sneakers (only $35.00 at Capezio. Divine!), white American Apparel v-neck t-shirt, guava American Apparel circle scarf worn double-wrapped, my camel-coloured wool & cashmere coat and Gucci sunglasses. I set off with my tumbler in one hand and my mp3 player (that's right. I do not own an ipod) in the other.

I walked through the endless street of beautiful boutiques and happy shoppers amidst the Starbucks aroma, listening to one of my favourite cello sonatas, eating my favourite afternoon snack. Needless to say, I treated my five senses really well today. Most of all, I realized exactly how blessed I am to be living in this city, to have the most wonderful friends, to have the most supportive and loving parents, and simply how blessed I am to be me. Long story short, it was one of those days when with full confidence, I could shout in my heart: come what may.

Men might break my heart into million little pieces and just when it is healing, they might break it over and over again. I might spend hours and hours overanalyzing every single word they have said to me or analyzing every single gesture. I might still be waiting for the one few years down the road. But today, I feel brave. My heart can and will take anything that comes its way. The only way my heart could ever shatter completely is not by any man but by me: if I ever stop believing in love and start overprotecting it.

Come. What. May.

With love, faith and hope,
SW