Clarity

There are few times in my life I am ever sure about anything. I'm the "fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants" type of gal that just so happens to question everything that occurs in my little existence. However, at one point in the middle of the night, with puffy eyes from too little sleep, red lips from too much wind, and a sore head from too much vodka, I woke up and there were no more questions. There was clarity. And it was quite possibly the most liberating moment of my life. So before I go back to questioning everything tomorrow morning, I wanted this moment documented.