Red paint on the vandals. Chocolate on the keyboard. Sun on the face, finally. Spring is merely around the corner at this point, and needless to say my cold hands and feet are rejoicing. All hail seasonal change in Seattle! It is almost time to recharge on vitamin D, and become so intoxicated by it that I will likely, conveniently forget how crappy the winters are. And all in a days work I suppose. At this point my list of wants has diminished to a sincere hope that I can walk around under cherry blossoms and blue skies with an increased regularity. A-l-m-o-s-t there.
It seems like not too long ago I returned from my second epic-life-adventure, I.E. my roadtrip cross country and back again http://roadtrip2k9.blogspot.com/. It is amazing how long the mind can stay in transition mode. In fact, I think I finally acknowledged that I am back to real life a few weeks ago. My dreams are big, and in between each one I can often forget that whatever I am doing still counts, no matter how mundane. Ironically, my inability to acknowledge the importance of the in between days was my primary source of dissatisfaction this winter season. Good news, I actually get this now. Bad news, it took me a solid four months to grasp it. But life is about focusing on the positives, right? Damn right it is. Any other alternative is bleak and hopeless, and in the end I am all too happy to be here.
I live, I breathe, I speak, I write, I run, I laugh, I eat chocolate.
The term "growing pains" is no joke. When I was a kid it related to the aches I would get in my heals from growing in height so fast (for a tragically short while, of course), and now it relates to the nearly devastating (but actually breathtaking) rate of substantial change in my life. Here I am at 23, and so far every year since the age of 18 has been drastically different than the last. This trend is going to continue until I "settle down," but I still don't totally get what this means and the primary motivating factor of this life truth is that each year I am just itching to do something different. To seize my youth, if you will. I am only 23 once, and I'll be damned if it is going to look anything like 24.
so here I am, finally awake again since my last big trip and beginning to cultivate the next jump, while still appreciating the here and now (lesson learned). Where will I go? What will I do? Who will I know? So many ideas, trillions of options, and lots of sun to look forward to for the time being :)
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