Weekend love

As I sit here avoiding work and the gym on this dreary Monday, I can't help but wish that I could live this past Saturday all over again. The weather was perfect: sunny, breezy, warm, but not humid. After a relaxing morning of reading and drinking coffee on the back porch, I went to John's with a purpose: activities. We bought a kite from the dollar store, went to the park with some fruit and a blanket, and had a great summer day. The inexpensive Justice League kite provided entertainment, and the sail boats on the river the perfect backdrop (I really have never taken advantage of living here. Also note to self: if ever in the position where I need to spend a lot of money in a short amount of time - ha! - buy a sail boat). Then of course we had to go exploring. We finished the day with dinner on a rooftop overlooking the river. The whole day encapsulated what I love most about summer.

Sunday ended the weekend on a relaxing note with a BBQ to celebrate Father's Day.

When I grow up, I want to be Peter Pan

Sometimes I think that being an "adult" means doing things that you're supposed to do, not necessarily things that you want to do. That in order to be considered a "grown up" you have to relinquish all of your own personal ambitions and whimsy - the things that make you who you are. To many people, being an adult is giving up on your dreams and some of your inherent qualities. For instance, if you're a dreamer, people probably encouraged you to get your head out of the clouds. If you're a free spirit, chances are too many people told you that what you were going through was a "phase," that you will "grow out of," and one day you'll realize that it's time to "grow up" and "settle down." If you liked to dance a little crazy, and sing a little too loud, people probably gave you weird looks until you stopped enjoying yourself altogether. Well, fuck that. I talk about balance all the time - striving to achieve something in my personal life that allows me to feel fulfilled and would ultimately lead to my happiness. Well it's time that I bridge the gap between adulthood and childhood a little better. It's time that I gave in to my impulses and did something that I wanted to do over something I feel I should do. I know myself well. I know that my work will get done, my bills will get paid, my domestic duties will be fulfilled. So there is no use stressing over them, is there? Here's to putting the mundane shit on the back burner and giving in to that part of yourself that has been suppressed for too long.

Plenty of time

Everything changed the day she figured out there was exactly enough time for the important things in her life.

- Brian Andreas 

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Lately I've been feeling restless - like there's not enough time in my life to do all the things I want to do. Which is silly, because I'm young and I don't want to rush my life. It's not like I want to hurry up and be living in the future...it's hard to explain. I'm thinking about all the things I want to accomplish and I am afraid that I will run out of time, or that life will get in the way and take me down the wrong path, or I'll get side tracked and forget what I really want out of life. Oy. I've also been so busy that I've neglected to take pause and appreciate the little things, which means that I have been more stressed than I need to be, not sleeping as soundly, and uninspired. That is no way to live life. At least I'm taking notice so I can make a few small adjustments. There is always time for the things that are important. Always.

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