It’s mid-November, guys. Almost the end of the year. I’ll be twenty-four in a little over four months. Huh?!? Time is not just flying by. It’s flying by on a jetpack or something. I’ve practically had to force myself now to sit down and type something not homework related. I really suck at relaxing, and I sometimes almost let school completely consume me. But then I don’t. Because there’s these other cool moments too.
A yoga class where my head ends up between my legs and a floor-length mirror that lets me fully enjoy the humor of this awkward pose. End of the year adventure planning with a close friend, which causes butterflies of anticipation. An eight dollar, poofy sleeved dress. Mimosas and giggly conversations with gal pals. Playing pool with my little brother (20), and teaching my littlest brother (7) how to do pilates. Cuddling with the husband. Exciting emails. Coffee-beer. Library books. Good grades. New volunteer opportunities. Signing up for my fifth race of the year. Life.
It goes by so fast, and I’m just trying to catch as much of it as I possibly can. Basically, I am living and I am alive and I am loving it.