homeI didn't really know what to write about today, but I knew I wanted to write. You know, it's just one of those days where my fingers are gracing this keyboard just right and the click-clacks are sounding like a perfect melody in my head.
Sometimes when I have mornings like this, where I'm feeling inspired but not really on one specific topic, I turn to Pinterest quotes for motivation. It's a little weird, I know, but it's just what I cuddle up next to when I'm in a specific mood, and today would definitely be one of those days.
Every now and then I'll have a friend or two text me to joke on me about days where their Pinterest feeds are blown up by quote pins thanks to yours truly. It's true though, you absolutely tell I'm in some type of funky mood when I start browsing the quotes section, almost as if it's therapeutic. Straight jacket, party of one.
This happened to be the one to strike a nerve this morning and ignite a little spark in my brain to start writing. Maybe because I just made it another year in my life? Or maybe just because this is honestly something I tend to live by more times than not, and maybe it's even something I've been criticized for just about my entire life. I don't know, but I've always loved embracing the forever young mentality. I mean, what's really wrong with that?
Not to say I don't get my adult shit done and out of the way, but no one ever cracked a smile only working and not playing. If you can't let go and enjoy life, wont it just fly by? The last thing I want to do is wake up in 10 years, at the age of 36, wishing I would have had more fun in my twenties. Wishing I would have embraced that inner kid just a little more. I don't want to wake up to that reality. Ever.
Which brings me to another thought. Just because you might think you are enjoying your life doesn't mean that the same things would cause me to enjoy mine, and completely vice versa. I realize that the majority of people would probably be miserable doing some of the things I find enjoyment in, but that doesn't mean I judge the majority of people for whatever it is they find enjoyment in. We all find happiness from different places and that's what's really awesome about being an individual and thinking for yourself.
I'll never really understand why there's this standard of life where we have to put an age on everything. Ever since I can remember, 26 was always the age I needed to be married by. I needed to be committed, I needed to be "grown up" by now, according to that weird, age elephant in the room who tells everyone what age they're supposed to do things at. Well Mr. Elephant, sorry to burst your bubble but that just isn't how the cards panned out in this girl's life and I'm actually very ok with it.
I spent a lot of time in my life constantly being afraid of everything. I'd never break the rules, I'd never do things that could even remotely get me in trouble, I wouldn't even pass notes back to my friends in class most of the time because I was terrified I'd get caught. When I finally woke up from this phase and realized that sometimes the very best times are the times when, maybe, you're not always perfect and following the rules, I started living and loving every minute of it.
I guess that's where I am now, I'm just living for me and in this very moment. Whether I'm in a crowd of people, dancing like a drunken bafoon, or sitting at my desk elbow deep in a group text that has me snorting from laughing out loud, most likely at something entirely juvenile, I'm living in happiness. My life might not be all together like you think it should be, but I like to think I'm getting there and I'm doing it while having fun and making memories that I'll reminisce on 10 years from now, that'll forever make me just as happy as I am in this moment. Maybe even happier.
And that's going to do it for another installment of Whitney brain vomit.
You stay classy, Blog Land.
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