For the last couple of weeks, I've been "hiding" in Montreal Canada. My excuse was that I wanted to visit my family, but in actuality, I wanted to get away. At first I was going to stay only for a week, but I decided to stay for another week, just for kicks.
From what are you hiding, Regine?
Life. It's annoying, stressful and too real for me to deal with right now. I know that I can't really escape life. Life follows me everywhere I go, but I was in desperate need of a vacation, a pause, a moment to stand still and breathe.
I know that right now is the worst possible time to do so, but I know that it is better to be in a place where I can think than to be in a place where I'm miserable.
I don't want to be miserable. No one does, but we put so much importance on making money that we are willing to sacrifice our happiness for it. I don't want to sacrifice my happiness. Maybe I'm being immature and naive, but I want to believe that success isn't measured by how much money is in my account but by how many wonderful things I've experienced.
I'm getting sick of being the one who says that I know so-and-so or I went to school with whosey-whatsit. I want people to say that about me. It has nothing to do with fame (not directly, at least). I just want to do something with my life where there is a possibility that someone would say "Oh yeah, I know Regine. She's fabulous and so talented."
I know that getting someone to say that doesn't start with hiding, but my hiding gives me a chance to look in my self and say "I am Regine and I am fabulous and so talented."
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