happiness in a hangover.
I went to a tequila tasting last night, and it was a lot of fun. Ben invited me to a wine tasting a few weeks ago, and I went, and now I'm on this email list of tastings and such. So last night was tequila, and I enjoyed the people, and the opportunity, and of course the tequila. I guess I'm happy after because I really enjoyed the company. It's a group of people I don't have to work as hard to fit in with, and in turn I seem to be an enjoyable addition. I'm not sure if this will hold true in time, but it seems as though people enjoy my company, we can connect on some levels of something (plants? grad school? simply enjoying the various alcohols?), and have a good time. It doesn't seem to be a problem that I'm not a viticulture person, that I'm not particularly knowledgeable of my own field, and all of these other things I worry myself every day about.
I'm optimistic. Maybe if I think back on things I said and reactions I think I saw, my ideas will change. But above all I want to write down these optimistic feelings so I can return to them when I'm not happy, and remember that I can be. I can fit in with new crowds, people can enjoy my company, and I don't always have to think of myself as high school Christy. It still bothers me that she never goes away, regardless of what I've accomplished and where I am now in life. Isn't that ridiculous?
I'm really excited for these opportunities. I'm trying different wines and drinks, learning what makes them different and special, and educating my mind and palate towards good versus bad. It's like the pretentious door to wine and drinking is creaking open, and even though I can keep one foot on the outside and laugh a little about it, it's this whole fascinating world that I'm enjoyably gulping up. I feel this is one of those experiences that I'll remember and be grateful of for a really long time, and I'm super thankful Ben's included me.
I'm optimistic. Maybe if I think back on things I said and reactions I think I saw, my ideas will change. But above all I want to write down these optimistic feelings so I can return to them when I'm not happy, and remember that I can be. I can fit in with new crowds, people can enjoy my company, and I don't always have to think of myself as high school Christy. It still bothers me that she never goes away, regardless of what I've accomplished and where I am now in life. Isn't that ridiculous?
I'm really excited for these opportunities. I'm trying different wines and drinks, learning what makes them different and special, and educating my mind and palate towards good versus bad. It's like the pretentious door to wine and drinking is creaking open, and even though I can keep one foot on the outside and laugh a little about it, it's this whole fascinating world that I'm enjoyably gulping up. I feel this is one of those experiences that I'll remember and be grateful of for a really long time, and I'm super thankful Ben's included me.