Many years depicting myself as “the wrong one”. At school, at parties, with friends and family. Always the different one. Always the outcast. Then I look at this picture of myself taken on a drinking spree, and I see just a guy. Just a guy who wants to be happy. Just a guy who wants to be taken care of. Just a guy that sees love in every corner. A guy who believes in kindness as the key of our existence. Just Gab. Cheers to you 🥂

Went on a date yesterday. It was nice. Nothing felt wrong. But when I left, I sat by the sea alone and realized I wasn’t looking forward to seeing that person again. And that’s what confuses me. I don’t have trouble meeting people. I just don’t seem to feel what everyone else feels when they meet someone they want to keep in their life.

Water heals what words cannot. 🪼

I'm going for it all, and if I make a mistake, let it be because I tried, not because I was afraid. This year, I don't want to deny myself anything I enjoy and that makes me happy. (Time doesn't come back, and life doesn't repeat itself.) #blessed #childofthemosthigh #Godfirst #bettingonmyself #thankGodforeverything

Week one of my sabbatical. My travel companion has strong opinions about the itinerary and refuses to contribute financially.

To shave or not to shave?

soaking