"Adventure is worthwhile in itself" - Amelia Earhart

Ah, the inevitable crash back to the usual. Its a gnawing feeling that usually happens to me right after a long anticipated vacation or a fun/friend filled weekend (such as this past one with Halloween shenanigans)- the movement right back into the daily grind and right back into the mundane. 

As my roommate and myself were sitting in our living room last night settling down from the day and watching our usual weekday wind down show Law and Order: SVU (don't you judge us!) we decided we refused to let this feeling grip us and even if we had to create adventure for ourselves we would! I feel this is a pact that is really important to us at this point in our lives. I currently live with two of my closest friends and at this particular time all of us are single and do not have any prospects. I point this out because our house to me has become this really comfortable blanket of supportive and like minded friends that are there whenever I want to do something or need to talk. This is truly the household I am meant to be in but at the same time it has made me really lax in meeting new people which is something I loved to do when I was still in college. 

Needless to say, last night we ended up turning our Tuesday night from one where we were going to sit around  having wine and talking about who just announced their engagement/pregnancy on Facebook all while making self deprecating jokes to hanging out with a few guys we didn't know. And you know what?

 We had a really, really great night.

It may not be a big deal but it's a step towards putting ourselves out there more and I think that's a beautiful place to be.

Sometimes a girl just needs a lil' adventure even if she has to create it for herself.  

 “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. 

Explore. Dream. Discover.” 

-Mark Twain,

Welcome to the Inevitable

I’m a 10 year old in a 25 year old’s body. I start celebrating Christmas in September and love nothing more than a homemade grilled cheese and a warm hug from my mom in the home I grew up in. I daydream about the street that I had my first kiss on, a street that was full of the sweet innocence of a 15 year old never knowing she would learn so much more from boys that kissed her with so much less. I miss this street and the innocence that gripped me with everything it had. I miss not knowing more than I could handle.

I know I’m not alone in this. We are growing up.

As many of my friends seem to be all-consumed by the details of things like their weddings (Nothing wrong with this.. it’s just not relatable for me at this point), I am sitting here on my computer, typing the words that may or may not fully paint a picture of me longing for the sounds of my childhood. The hum of the nighttime highway after a trip with my family, long before I could drive; the sound of my mothers voice, comforting me with words through moments I’m sure she had no clue I was listening to. But I was listening. And I already knew I would one day wish for that moment to be given back to me.

There isn't a day that I don't.

I have always had a tendency to live in the past; it is one thing on a very short list of things that I wish I knew how to control. Logically, I realize I will never be woken up by my brother on Christmas morning with the excitement that we both shared when we were kids, nor will my biggest worry in life ever seem as ridiculous as I’m sure it was when I was a young girl. 

As hard as it is to accept, everybody has to grow up. It’s one of those difficult, hard to love facts, something completely inevitable, something we have to embrace.

Is holding onto these stories, images, sounds, memories unhealthy? Not a chance. To me, parts of my past, the love of my family, the air of my childhood is my home, my safety net, the place that will continue to help form the beautiful, warm, enchanting stepping stones to my future.