Gypsies....I think those were hippie-like people who used to live like wild people and roam freely from place to place. I picture them wearing long skirts and bandannas and having long hair.
And they were free spirits.
Yesterday, my BFF gave me the little push that I needed, and told me to go and be a gypsy. I wasn't sure about going, in fact I hesitated big time. But, I threw caution to the wind and went the way of the gypsy.
.....and I had fun.....
I have had to to do that a lot lately. Break out of my old mold and be the person that I am supposed to be, whoever she is. I think that deep down, she is a spontaneous person...do things on the fly rather than plan everything to the point of exhaustion. Be the free spirit. Release the gypsy in me. Sometimes it takes a bit of coaxing and prodding, but sometimes I am able to do it on my own (not often...I am happy to have my BFF's help :)..)
I guess the more that I do it, the easier it gets.
Happy Easter to anybody who reads my blog. Enjoy some mint dark chocolate....or a bunny or 2.