So many weird feelings! No one talks about the in between bits. Social media has a tendency to show the here or there, but not the time it takes getting there. Today is my last Monday in my lovely apartment. This has been my little 600 square foot corner of the world for the last 16 months and boy am I going to miss it. Living alone has been the most enriching experience for me. But things are changing, my floors are covered in boxes and my walls are vacant of what strange artwork used to cover them. Going through all of my "stuff" is always fun but challenging for me. I see a purpose or memory attached to everything. But I also feel liberated, lighter, more free from ridding myself of the things I don't need, and better yet giving them to someone that does. The art of unattachment. I'm learning. Moving 6 times in the last 6 years will do that. I'm not complaining, I'm so fortunate and I treasure the fact that life has presented me with the opportunity to live this way, freely. But it does come with sacrifices, as does everything I suppose. Such is life 📦🌟🎒🌱
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Monday lived up to it's negative stigma. Today, I decided it was a good idea to spill coffee all over my computer and fry almost everything under the keyboard. Did my clumsiness piss me off? Yes. Does it hurt to think of how much I have to pay to fix it? No doubt. Do I get to still get to come home to a wife that I love to death and still can't believe she said yes to a scrub like me 4 years ago today? Absolutely. At the end of the day relationships will always mean more than objects. Computers will break. Who cares. As long as I got that cute blonde girl in my life, I'm good.
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be brave+take risks
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The Crunchy Hippie 💚 I'm obsessed with food trucks and an all vegan one?? Sign me up!
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Only walked 45 minutes to see this crashed plane, you bet I'm climbing on top 😏 #Iceland#adventures
This morning, off the coast of Lesvos, Greece a boat of refugees attempting to flee to the safety of Greek shores capsized. The two survivors found so far, one of them a pregnant woman, said 25 people were onboard including men women and children, all presumably drowned in the sea. I wonder how many boats sink unknown to us simply because no one survives to say someone was there and lived and mattered and tried to swim and tried to hold on to their loved ones but just couldn't do it and couldn't make it to land? How many people have to drown trying to desperately save their families from terrorists and bombs before the problem is adequately addressed by the international community? The coordinates of your birthplace shouldn't get to determine if you get to live or die. It has be our duty when someone from an unsafe land calls out to those of us living in safety to respond and help. People are being left to drown in the sea, to die in camps waiting for interviews to prove they aren't terrorists, and to raise children born and grown up without schools or a home or a chance at life. My heart is sad today. Sending love to the volunteers and rescue teams out on the shores and water today.