musing
this year i've fallen into a habit without even realizing it.
whenever i'm feeling a bit out of it, less than excited about the next day, or just disapointed, i automatically come up with something gutsy to do. something randomly risky, and always unecessary.
i'm not sure quite why, i think it's a way of feeling like i'm reclaiming myself, taking charge of my own damn life, not letting it control me, or worse yet, just float by.
which is how i sometimes find myself having conversations with myself that go "take last minute plane flight? send message to cute boy? go hiking? silly outfit?" mostly i just decide to go out on my own.
something about my soul. hm. i like adventures? chance?
whenever i'm feeling a bit out of it, less than excited about the next day, or just disapointed, i automatically come up with something gutsy to do. something randomly risky, and always unecessary.
i'm not sure quite why, i think it's a way of feeling like i'm reclaiming myself, taking charge of my own damn life, not letting it control me, or worse yet, just float by.
which is how i sometimes find myself having conversations with myself that go "take last minute plane flight? send message to cute boy? go hiking? silly outfit?" mostly i just decide to go out on my own.
something about my soul. hm. i like adventures? chance?