23
I turned 23 yesterday. While I don't really feel any different (God, why the fuck do people ask you that on your birthday?) it was once again a rather introspective day for me.
When I turn 24 I won't be in Florida, and sadly most of the people who partied with me last night, and generally made my day awesome won't be there. Actually I don't think any of them will be there. I'll be in Seattle. I'll be in Seattle for my next Halloween, my next Thanksgiving, probably even my next Christmas. Alycia asked me last night when I was planning on shaving my beard. I told her I plan on trimming it January 2. I chose that day because it's the day I'm going to change my life. I'm going to make things better for myself. I'm going to read more, I'm going to eat better, I'm going to lose weight, and I'm going to get in shape. This isn't just me making empty resolutions, these aren't even resolutions at all. This is me planning on changing my life. I want to be ready for action before I get to Seattle. I want to be ready for walking all over that city since I'm selling my car. I want to be in shape enough because I want to go hiking and adventuring as much as I can once I get there. I feel like some people are worried that I'm moving to Seattle to start a new life. And that's true. I am. You can't move across the country and not start a new life. But, at the sae time I'm not giving up on this life. I'm not giving up on what I have here. I love every single moment of the last 23 years of my life. I don't want to replace any part of this life that I have. On the same hand I can't stay here. I can't stay in Florida. I have to leave. I have to go to Seattle, I have to go to Vancouver, I have to go to Tokyo, I have to go to Ireland, France, Italy, Denmark. Otherwise I will be restless and unhappy for the rest of my life. Also, I realized that I don't really care about a lot of things anymore. Mainly just the things that give me grief and cause me stress. I realized they only have power over me because I care about them, so I stopped caring. The blog newresolution.tumblr.com really appeals to me in how simple, but important the statements they make are. I really agree with a lot of them. #49 was the moist poignant to me: "Learn to walk away." I think that's about all I have to say right now.
When I turn 24 I won't be in Florida, and sadly most of the people who partied with me last night, and generally made my day awesome won't be there. Actually I don't think any of them will be there. I'll be in Seattle. I'll be in Seattle for my next Halloween, my next Thanksgiving, probably even my next Christmas. Alycia asked me last night when I was planning on shaving my beard. I told her I plan on trimming it January 2. I chose that day because it's the day I'm going to change my life. I'm going to make things better for myself. I'm going to read more, I'm going to eat better, I'm going to lose weight, and I'm going to get in shape. This isn't just me making empty resolutions, these aren't even resolutions at all. This is me planning on changing my life. I want to be ready for action before I get to Seattle. I want to be ready for walking all over that city since I'm selling my car. I want to be in shape enough because I want to go hiking and adventuring as much as I can once I get there. I feel like some people are worried that I'm moving to Seattle to start a new life. And that's true. I am. You can't move across the country and not start a new life. But, at the sae time I'm not giving up on this life. I'm not giving up on what I have here. I love every single moment of the last 23 years of my life. I don't want to replace any part of this life that I have. On the same hand I can't stay here. I can't stay in Florida. I have to leave. I have to go to Seattle, I have to go to Vancouver, I have to go to Tokyo, I have to go to Ireland, France, Italy, Denmark. Otherwise I will be restless and unhappy for the rest of my life. Also, I realized that I don't really care about a lot of things anymore. Mainly just the things that give me grief and cause me stress. I realized they only have power over me because I care about them, so I stopped caring. The blog newresolution.tumblr.com really appeals to me in how simple, but important the statements they make are. I really agree with a lot of them. #49 was the moist poignant to me: "Learn to walk away." I think that's about all I have to say right now.