I spent my afternoon riding my bike and picking raspberries. I’m a strong believer in scraped knees. I know that I’ve had a good day when I come home with dirty feet and scraped knees. It means I went on an Adventure. It means I took a chance. It means I spent time to enjoy the world around me.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: all I really want is to dance through fields of flowers in a swishy skirt with long hair that has flowers braided into it. I kinda love this planet, and to me that is what it means to enjoy it. I want to jump in puddles and look at the stars. I just want to be surrounded by the beauty of creation.
Sometimes I find myself trapped under expectations, or goals, or tasks. There is so much that needs to get done that there is no time to simply be. I’m a goer. I want to see things, and talk to people, go places, and do stuff. But I’m so incredibly selfish. I really am. I want to do what I want to do. Not what I need to do, or my parents need me to do, or even what they want me to do. And that is why I start to feel so bogged down by stuff. Because it doesn’t fit what I want to do. And, man, is that a terrible way to look at things. I can be incredibly considerate of other people when it suits me. But in reality I need to be last. So that’s what I need to work on this week. Because at the rate I’m going, someone’s going to get hurt.
I have so many things running around in my head. Thinking about how life is like raspberries, thinking about dating, thinking about Healthy Rebellions, and thinking about growing up.
I got my SAT scores the other day and I was thrilled with what I got. But the more I looked at it the more I realized that it puts me in a category. But those 4 numbers cannot define me, or what I know, or my life experiences, or my sense of humor, or even mu favorite colour. Those 4 numbers weigh so much for knowing so little. And so many things are like that.
I have to work in the morning, so I’m going to bed.
Random fact of the Day- in your life time you will ingest about 80 bugs in your sleep. My dad had never heard that before… Weird.
Mission of the Day- attempt to hold hands with someone who is not expecting it and who you wouldn’t usually engage in hand holding with.