Allow me to reintroduce myself. When I last logged in, I wrote “The Little Sailboat” as a way to deal with my feelings leading up to my college graduation. In a thinly veiled metaphor, I shared my excitement for new opportunities, and fear about moving on from a place and the people that made me feel like my favorite version of myself.
I’ve always loved my own interpretation of a sailboat’s symbolism. A swift and agile vessel that looks just as beautiful and strong in a fleet as it does on its own in the open ocean. Fast forward a few years since my last post, and I’m feeling like the wind has slowed and I’m not sure how long I’m going to have to drift before it picks up again.
If you ask me what I’ve been up to in the past two and a half years since graduation, I’ll tell you I moved home, turned my internship into a job, and moved out. Well, I’ve also traveled the world, dealt with heartbreak, lost the freshman 15 25, and said so many times I’m going to “get back to writing” that I started to annoy even myself (and maybe a few others).
If I had a dollar for every time I saw something artistic on Pinterest or Instagram and said “I could do that,” I’d have enough money to pay off my student loans by now. It’s not that I think I’m some great artist that bothers me about that, it’s the fact that I haven’t done it, or tried it, even just for the sake of creating something in this world committed to consumption.
One thing I’m committed to, however, is New Years Resolutions… for the most part. Instead of “drink more water” or “lose weight,” I hold myself accountable to different goals. In 2016, my resolution was to take one trip per month, which I’ll be posting about over the next few weeks. In 2017, my resolution was to “do more.” As in more art, more laughter, more travel, more activities… which I plan to touch on as well.
For 2018, I haven’t crystalized exactly what I want my resolution(s) to be yet, but I know one will be to focus on putting the wind back in my own sails. Stay tuned.