This whole writing every single day thing was a lot easier last year when I wasn’t head over heels in love with a guy with whom I wanted to spend gross amounts of time. (That is the least complainy complaint I think I’ve ever written.)
I make time to write every day. No matter what. It’s how I process my little pieces of time here on Earth. I’ll never stop. What I’ve taken away is some of the time I used to spend reading, re-reading and editing everything before I was willing to post it.
So I’ve been slack. I’ve posted grammatical errors and follow-up apologies. I’ve missed some days. I’ve attempted to make up for most of them.
I missed an entire weekend when Russ and I decided to take off to Asheville to see the best show of our concert packed year. That’s hardly a bad excuse for missing a promise to myself to post every single day.
Regardless, when we got back home from that weekend I was feeling guilty. That’s about the time I found this on pinterest:
That’s one of the most true things I’ve learned this year. I have a few more days to be 26 and if you’ve been following along, it’s been a hell of a ride. It would be really easy to write it off as a bad year, if it weren’t for one huge thing.
Brace yourselves, I’m about to get cheesy.
I don’t have as much time as I used to do some of the things I did alone. I’ve never thought I’d be the kind of person who happily settled into something like that. I’ve always loved my independence, and my ability to come and go as I please.
Coupling up makes it nearly impossible to “ghost” from parties or night’s out, a trademark of mine.
Finding a person you want to share your life with means, well… actually being willing to share your life.
I’d say it was the best decision I’ve ever made, but I don’t think I really even had a say in this thing. Somehow it fell into my lap and I’ve spent the last eight months trying to figure out how I got this lucky — How I ended up here.
So I guess I’ve been a little distracted from myself. I guess I’ve been spending a little extra time living life. Right now it’s taking something small away from my short term goal of sharing something I’ve written every single day. I guess in that aspect, I’ve failed.
But if the ultimate goal is happiness, and learning who I am… it’s all coming together very fast.