Sometimes I have photos that I really like, and want to share but honestly have no idea what to write in the post. Not in the sense that I have nothing to say, but I don’t know what I should say.* I would never want to encourage anyone reading to trespass, especially not somewhere like this. Sorry to be that guy – “do as I say not as I do.”
So should I tell you about how my butt was literally too big to squeeze through the fence and how I had to find an alternative route? Or how I sent my mom photos from this view while I was up there just to get a reaction? Her response was “Nice view!! Where are you? Should I tell you to get down?” Instead maybe I’ll just say that every time I do something like this my legs are like jelly but the second I conquer that fear I can’t help but think “worth it!”
Valentine’s Day marked two years since I picked up the keys for my first apartment. It’s kind of funny writing that because I know there are lots of people reading out there who probably don’t know or quite understand how radically different my life is now, how radically different I am now, and that’s totally fine. You don’t have to know any details, just know that it feels like I’m a totally new person and that it’s a good thing. I’m lucky to have found the friends I did when I moved to Cleveland. They’re an odd bunch but they’ve certainly molded me into the adventure loving wild child I’ve become these last two years. I couldn’t be happier. They encourage me do things that push me out of my comfort zone and that’s exactly what I need in my life. Two years ago I was looking at the possibility of this new life with legs that felt like jelly. These have been the best 24 months of my life. It was, without a doubt, worth it.
Be careful out there but don’t forget to live a little. Happy Monday!
xoxo
*Kind of funny, this post sat in my drafts for a little while with just those first two paragraphs about not knowing what to write then just as I was about to delete it it hit me exactly where I wanted the post to go. Part of me wanted to edit it so it wasn’t a mess but I appreciate how honest this feels. I hope you do to.