I have always wanted to be a writer, but I do very little writing. That statement alone is the perfect description of what I feel like my life has become in these last 28 years. Aside from the multiple times I have set my mind on something and actually accomplished it (moved to Colorado, graduated college). But, there is always a part of me that feels no matter how fast I am running in a certain direction, I am not getting there and I am not supposed to go there.
This past December I graduated college (finally) with a degree in political science. It is not what I originally went to school for in 2014 but somewhere along the way I realized that I loved studying the way international politics worked. I is/was dead-set on going to law school and becoming a lawyer. I am not so sure that is what I want to do, but the only other thing I really enjoy is writing. From what I have heard from lawyers, their job and schooling mostly consisted of reading and writing. Two of the only things I feel good at, besides arguing. In actuality, I love to prove my point and make sure it was heard. If you ask any average person, Hollywood has convinced them that those are the good characteristics of a lawyer, but I am not so sure.
Considered an extrovert by many, I actually prefer the peace of my alone time, just me and my cat, Luigi, to most people. My partying days are long behind me. My idea of fun is taking a gummy and listening to an audiobook or watching Gilmore Girls for the millionth time (that is not an exaggeration). Over the last year, yoga and pilates have crept into my life and taking a cozy seat in front of the fireplace of my soul. I wouldn’t say I am particularly good at either of them but they both bring my mind peace.
Throughout my twenties, I have realized that what I set my intention on typically blooms into something beautiful. Although my small pessimistic side is mad that obtaining my degree hasn’t been a magical portal into the life I imagined, I am still proud of myself for doing the damn thing. I once believed that I would never be a college graduate and that my anxiety would get the best of me. I want to do the same thing with writing, to prove to myself it is meant for me. Although I guess if you think it is meant for you then it is. I digress. What I hope for this blog is that it is a place for me to create and do the thing I love with no pressure to be perfect. To follow my soul whether I write about my own life, wellness, politics, or who knows what. I want it to be a space to create and follow me through this journey I am going on.
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