It’s time to get personal.
Do you ever step back, look at your life, and realize that it is really good? Like, real good. Sure, there are setbacks, bumps, and unfortunate happenings, but, in the grand scheme of things, you couldn’t ask for anything more. It’s the time of your life that you hope to tell your kids, grandkids and (maybe even) great-grandkids.
For me, I figured out that it happened after I really let go of all of the bad things that were bothering me. School was the first to go. Not that I quit school, I just stopped…caring as much. I’m doing well in my film classes, but I guess that’s just because there’s a part of me that will always care about classes I like. I stopped caring as much about being single. Unlike last night’s Glee episode, most of us don’t find our first love in high school. I criticize them for that, for being too unrealistic. If you’re trying to help those kids out there who don’t fit in, that is definitely not the way to do it, because most high schoolers are not with someone that they love, and that’s a lot of the stress and angst as a teenager. I’m just living my life, and once someone does realize what a catch I am, hopefully they’ll be the right guy to not let me get away.
I think the easiest thing for me to grasp onto is that I’m in the beginning of a lot of things. I’ve been in Marketing for a few months, but already have plenty of work to throw into a resume or portfolio (front page notice y’all!). I just mastered roller skating to a point that I’m not nervous to do derby anymore. I feel comfortable on skates, and I love my team. We practice in a warehouse…how badass is that? I’m finally making slight progress on my rockabilly radio show, meaning I’ve been consistently making contacts in Denver for sponsorship and exposure purposes.
And I drive a red scooter. Never in my life did I think I would (unwillingly) trade in 4 wheels for 2.
Nothing I’m enjoying happened by accident. I forced my way into everything, and I’m thankful for it. I’ve had a rough year. But it’s my time now, and no one’s going to mess that up.
