Every time you fall into a funk, you stop enjoying life and nothing is fun. There’s a weight on your chest and you carry dread around like it’s a ball and chain. It permeates everything you do or don’t. It’s a presence in your life, like a ghost following you around.
Some girls seem to just have that certain something about them. The French call it je ne sais quoi. A magnetic beauty in their soul.
It’s believed to be something unattainable; something you’re either born with or naturally lack. But that is nothing more than a misdirection, a miscommunication, a myth. You can cultivate class and charisma.
Watching pink hues chase fire across the sky while floating in an infinity pool, that’s how every weekend getaway should start.
