This Crazy Thing We Call Life!

Thanks for being such a gem. *********************************************************** This morning I crawled out of bed and was met by a blanket of snow. I hiked up the hill at an hour that seemed much earlier than it actually was. I worked hard in my conditioning class and then walked back home with that tired achy feeling that I mostly love. I was dragging. I let the warm water splash down on my face as I stood motionless in the shower, a few seconds of silence before my day got crazy again. I bundled up and trekked once again up the hill in the frozen tundra to campus. I pulled on my gloves as I walked out the door but by the time I got to the bottom of the stairs I already had Popsicle fingers. Not cool Robert Frost. My mind was sort of wandering, I was thinking about everything I have to do today and when I will get it done. I was dragging. And then we crossed paths. You were walking across the parking lot and played your harmonica. It made me smi

...you realize that you don't know how to date. When you find yourself at a crossroads and you literally have no clue which way to go because guess what, even though you are 21 years old you've never actually done this before. That moment when you realize it would optimal if your best friends weren't either A) serving a mission across the country or B) working/will never let you live it down if you let them see you right now. The moment where you wish you didn't feel the way that you do and yet at the same time you are excited and anxious to see what comes next. The moment you decide you don't care about things, but at the same time you care a lot. The moment where you just wish you were good at this so you could feel like you had a fighting chance. The awkward moment when you know that your best friend is going to tell you "that sometimes the only form of transportation available is a leap of faith" and you hate it because you know she will be right.