It’s never too late to hit that reset button.

This is what I’ve told myself recently. Some bridges are meant to be burnt to the ground. Some are meant to be crossed, to bring you to the other side, to where you’re supposed to be.

I’ve made some really hard decisions lately, ones that have been bugging me for awhile. A few bridges have been burned. Part of me is sorry to see that chapter of my life close. The rest of me is ready… so ready to see where life is going to take me now.

May you find the courage to start over whenever you need to, however many times it takes. And never be afraid to let those bridges burn.