I've been itching to write. I'm exhausted, but the thoughts are brewing.
Death Cab for Cutie concert last with Mel. So good. I don't understand people who don't move at concerts. I feel as though I have no choice-- especially when it comes to live music. The energy of live music is spiritual to me. Movement is the only logical expression of that energy in my mind.
I have a tattoo of my back of a guitar. It means many different things to me, but last night I was reminded of a specific meaning that it has to me-- that music is one of my best friends. Whenever I've gone through difficult or lonely times in my life, music and God have been the things that I depend on. And I was reminded last night that even though I am facing a particularly lonely time ahead of me, I can still turn on my ipod and feel incomparable comfort.
The greatest rewards in my life have been preceded by great risks. I keep reminding myself of this. My trip to Haiti, my choice to go to Bethel and move to the cities, studying abroad in South Africa, and now moving to the west coast. In all of these adventures I chose to go even though I didn't know a soul. I struggled with loneliness but in each of these my life was forever changed. I can't imagine how my life would be different if I hadn't taken these steps into the unknown.
I observe those around me who do things the prescribed way, and I have mixed feelings. Some people choose to stay close to home, to go to a local college, get a conventional 9 to 5 job, marry right out of college, and have 2.5 kids. Maybe that's what makes them happy. I just don't ever know if that could make me happy.
I really am happy. I'm excited for where my life is at and where it is going, and the endless possibilities that are ahead. I want to remember this-- remember that great things are in store, even if and when things get rough after I move.
There is a project sponsored by Smith Magazine where people can submit 6-word memoirs. I submitted mine--
6.03.2008
Beautiful adventure lies ahead
Only 22: Beautiful adventure lies ahead.
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today marks a year since i packed up my life and moved west - and i've never regretted it. :)
good luck to you - i think you'll learn and grow so much more than you can ever imagine...plus, the ocean is so close! :)
I love how often life puts us on the same page. This post sums up much of what I feel. This time next year, can you imagine who we'll be?
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