this morning, i sat and pondered [over a cup of my new favorite tea - om
by tazo] what to write for today's and this entire week's
posts. since i started blogging again in july, i've been all about
planning. planning every post, always keeping the idea of a theme in
play, doing a link list at the end of the week, etc. but, what should
happen if i diverge from "the plan"? where will i be, and - what will i write?
my morning routine is pretty much always the same : i get up, i get dressed,
i make lunch, i walk to metro, i metro to work, i make tea, i make breakfast, i sit
down, i breathe deeply, and i open up my blog reader. ah, my favorite part!
there is nothing better than going through a list of newly updated and
all-around inspiring blogs every morning. it's like reading the
newspaper. it opens my mind and helps me awaken the senses. i always
feel rejuvenated and refreshed when i'm done reading a few blogs.
this morning, i realized that the theme of a few of my favorite blogs is one that i am
very familiar with, and have a deep appreciation for : travel.
olivia [a stranger to me] has been traveling and living in europe over
the second half of the summer and into the fall. as if she didn't take
enough gorgeous photos before her travels in charleston, sc and
franklin, tn, her photos and videos from europe are out of this world
inspiring. claire [one of my BFFs] just moved to london and will soon be
traveling through europe, too. reading these travel posts are the most
exciting to me. more exciting than all the fashion, food and
photography.
while i live a great life [honestly - it's quite amazing, sometimes i stop and think : how did i get here? how did i get so lucky?], i get tied up with the notion of "settling." have i settled because i moved in with my boyfriend [at the age of 23, now 24]? have i settled because after graduation i landed a great job in my hometown? have i settled because i will probably be at this job for more than two years? have i settled because in my five-year plan, i still see myself in DC [my hometown]?
then all of those wild and anxiety-ridden questions creep in:
when will i travel again [like i did in college and after college when i
back-packed through parts of europe]? when will i pick up everything
and move to another city? when will i quit my job and follow my dreams
[when will i re-evaluate my dream from the wannabe engagements / wedding
photographer in san francisco dream]? when will i figure out and find my
true calling? [is this it?]
then some of those REALLY crazy questions pop up:
when will i get engaged? when will i get married? will i ever become
friends again with those i've fallen out of touch with and had a falling
out with? will i ever live in another country? will i go to grad
school?
i can't believe i asked the engagement and married questions before the
others - but that's how they came into my mind. and the thing is, i am
so anti - thinking about marriage and babies at this point [hello, 24!
youngin'!] but i feel as if that's the dream of everyone around me.
finding a great boyfriend and getting married. i have a great boyfriend
and we live together and it's been one of the best / most rewarding steps i've taken in my life. but that doesn't mean we're getting
married tomorrow. i still crave adventure, and that includes adventure
with my boyfriend. i still chase those dreams that seem so far away and
intangible and ludacris - like living elsewhere or in another country [this also
includes my boyfriend because he dreams the same as me - perhaps this is
why we're such a good match]. i just [still] have so many things i want to do!
i feel like we're all still so young. and the truth is - so much has happened in my life over
the course of three years [it really felt like one thing after another].
this is the first time since 2009 where i am comfortable, confident and
relaxed in my life. [so why am i getting so anxious and worrying about
settling? maybe it is good for me, for now!]
the possibilities really are endless for us - if we so chose to participate. it's much easier settling than it is actually taking a risk, changing it up and heading out on an adventure.
::: photos from sicily 2009 :::
::: photos from sicily 2009 :::
Beautiful photos as always Kit Kat! I'm with you on always wondering when I'll get to travel again...Can we just go back now? Agh! Haha hard to relive backpacking after college...but I always want to. Every day.
ReplyDeleteIt's funny. I moved to NYC. I took a big leap, but I ask all the same questions sometimes - though with some alterations. I'm no where near a career path, and I can see myself up and leaving and trying a new city at any moment even though daily I find myself missing home and oftentimes daydreaming about the day I move back, settle into Boston and ultimately "settle down." I am sometimes so envious of those like you, in a job you love (or at least like), living with someone you love and loves you back, living near family, and content (yet anxious) about the situation you are in.
ReplyDeleteYou're an amazing writer, a fabulous photographer never mind just a great all around person. You have a travelers heart and eye and I don't worry for a second that you won't travel the world again, or see a new city. 24 feels so far from 21. I know. I have similar feelings all the time. We aren't babies anymore in that sense. Though someone who's 30 would disagree. But I think you're right where you're meant to be, right now, and when it's time to get up and run to the ends of the earth, you'll know. I have faith in that. I'm not saying you're going to feel totally secure in the change when you make it - I was terrified as all hell - but you'll know.
brit - thank you for such a lovely comment and all the faith that you have in me! it means so much. i have to say i am a bit envious of you up there "living the dream" in NYC, but you're right - the grass isn't always greener on the other side, and my time will come when i'm ready. right now i *am* where i need to be. i sort of knew that coming back home after graduation, but i think part of me resented it. 2 1/2 years later, i'm finally accepting it. why are our 20s so hard/weird?! ha. xoxo
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