Late-night ramblings:
I never understood why I didn’t fit into the bubble the majority of people were placed into. I desire love, marriage, family, and mortgage one day...but for now, it had not been bestowed upon me yet, and I will tap dance these days away till the music changes to a waltz. I am happy with my decision to step outside the lines, to face my fears of loneliness, to stretch my mind, boundaries and expectations of this life. These days, I look at each day for what it is...in this timezone and zipcode, and not in any other. I enjoy the single life, knowing there is far less responsibility than will be one day. I enjoy perusing the idea of love and life with different men, rational or not, celebrity or real. I enjoy living in another country, with all the fears and challenges it poses. I enjoy being "that person" who does not have the same plan for her life from day to day, week to week, year to year. I am a woman, and indecisiveness is my trait, my method. One day I will be tied to soccer schedules, nap times, and work luncheons...but for now I am tied to wherever my avocado green Chuck Taylors take me. I am a walking enigma; I enjoy the comforts of home, but unpredictability too. My life’s meaning consists of my friends and family, yet I am 15,000 miles from them. I seek to do that which I will not regret in 20 years. When my loafers and Eddie Bauer shirts get a little too tight one day, I want to look back at the times I set my foot upon a Fijian island, or jumped out of a plane in New Zealand, or kareaoke with Koreans and smile, contentedly. I attempt to live life to the fullest, whether thats at my home or on foreign soil. God created life to be lived, not survived.