Almost a year ago, I walked away from this blog. It was a rather impulsive decision, but what had been my confidante throughout years full of running, laughing, crying, growing, and learning suddenly felt like a chore.
It was mid March at the time, and behind my computer screen, I was a 19 year old girl who was sitting alone in her dorm room feeling so incredibly lost. I remember being hit with the realization that I truly had no clue who I was or where I was going, and it suddenly seemed overwhelming. So I did what I do best. I found a unused journal that my grandma had given me years before and started to write.
While my blog remained untouched and un-updated for many a month, the pages of my journal became filled with pictures, thoughts, quotes, and cut outs that were important to me at any particular moment. It saw me through my freshman year of college, and it boarded the plane with me as I left home to work in North Carolina all summer. Pictures of my new friends from camp, tall mountains, sunsets over Walmart, and F. Scott Fitzgerald quotes started to appear in its pages. But all too soon, that journal was carefully packed away in a black suitcase and taken back to college in Austin.
The journal grew thicker as stories of (way too many) concerts, trips to Trader Joes, and camping adventures in below freezing temperatures were added to the blank pages as I began to document my sophomore year of college. And one day, when I was adding an entry about running through red lights and exploring downtown Austin with my dad, I realized that I was still just as lost as I was that one night in my dorm room less a year ago, but I was so incredibly happy.
It's almost been a year since I left this blog, and between now and then I've been constantly reminded by how incredible life is. I've cried in many a parking lot and questioned everything there is to question at least twice a day, yet life has a funny way of making me fall in love with it a little more every day.
I'm still lost, I'm still confused, and I'm still prone to have a quarter life crisis every now and then, but here's to another year of not knowing what I'm doing or where I'm going and always ending up at Whole Foods.
I hope you'll join me as I come back to this lifelong friend and share my my favorite songs, favorite quotes, and favorite memories as they come along. The only thing that was missing from this whirlwind of a year was all the wonderful people that I've encountered while blogging. so I hope you'll get lost with me and share little bits of your life with me.
Here's to a groovy new year full of dancing in the kitchen, eating Whole Foods smoothies like its my job, embracing the feeling of being lost, and falling in love with life. Even on the bad days.
Love always and welcome back to the roarin' twenties era of my life,