I choose adventure

I love this recently acquired piece of mine. I realize I'm speaking as if I am a wealthy art collector and I've just returned from another auction where I captured an original Degas, when what really happened was that I couldn't say no to this perfectly positioned 4x6 print when it caught my attention as I wove wide-eyed throughout another hipster haven/temporary art boutique in Provo.

"Would you like an adventure now, or shall we have our tea first?"

Good question. So many times in my life, it is THE question (though admittedly in my case, not so British).

I always want adventures. Like Belle sings, "I want adventure in the great, wide somewhere. I want it more than I can tell." But it seems there are always so many other things to do first that eat up so much of my time. In fact, eating is on that list. Also, work. Laundry. Sleeping. Sitting at stop lights. Fixing cars. Grocery shopping. Showering. Cleaning the bathroom. Why does the day to day living have to take up so much dang time?

And sometimes I think I purposely put off taking the next step into the big world because I'm afraid of what will happen next, or what won't happen next. So then I just stop and have another cup of tea (figurative or herbal) because it just is easy and comfortable and safe.

I want to be more brave in the next year. to have more courage to have adventures and also to be open and vulnerable.

I want my answer to Peter's question to be, "I'm sick of tea. I choose adventure!"

The Feeling

There's a feeling I get, and it's one of my least favorite feelings, but I'm as familiar with it as I am with shivering.

The Feeling comes with the look of goodbye after a really great date, when you want to see him again and you couldn't imagine he wouldn't feel the same way, but you know without hesitation that another one bites the dust. He'll hug you quick, then look at you with eyes that say, "You're great but please don't expect me to call you again."

The Feeling is a mixture of confusion, frustration, annoyance, and humiliation. So I guess it's healthy to feel once in a while. But I've become much too acquainted with it.

And with that, I just want to say, in a true Taylor Swift fashion:

Boys, I would love to be your friend, but in any other pursuit, leave me the freak alone.