Having grown up in a small, rural town, I always find it exciting to travel to new unexplored places. This, I think, is in part because of two reasons:
- I never explore new places. I’ve spent a long time trying to get my career off the ground and have all my ducks in a row before I start adventuring so when I do finally get out in the world I’m in awe.
- The Sagittarius in me yearns for adventure and change. I’ve always felt uncomfortable staying in one place even though I have literally lived in the same town for 25 years now. Something always feels like it’s pulling me away. Ever since I was little I wanted to move to a big city and live my life the way they do in movies.
I recently went on a trip to Miami with 4 other ladies and it was in a word: exciting. There’s nothing more liberating than flying to another state with your best friend and having things go perfectly right. In reality, can you imagine a trip to a new city, with giant nightclubs filled with busy men and fully stocked bars, with 5 girls crammed into one airbnb, going through it all together? It screams disaster. However, for some odd reason, nothing went wrong. I mean nothing. The first night of the trip we explored the city we were staying in and I was faced with my normal anxiety that occurs whenever I’m in a new situation with new people. I had never spent an extended period of time with any of the girls besides my best friend in the group so I felt on edge and uncomfortable because of the social anxiety that sometimes consumes me. Luckily I had a good friend to text and calm me down enough to allow me to have some fun.
As the nights went on, they only became more fun. This trip made me realize how odd it is that I am now a “grown up.” Kind of. I still rely on my parents for certain things and I still feel as though I could never take care of another human life, but in this new city with new people I felt a sense of accomplishment for how much I have grown up in the past few years. I remember thinking when I was 22 that I would absolutely never get over being 22. It was one of the worst years of my life and I learned so much about myself and my emotions. However, now that I’ve lived through that, I can’t believe how far away that year seems.
Something happens between the ages of 21 and 25. I have so much more zest for accomplishment. When you’re 22 you’re still trying to figure out what to do with your life. Sorry guys, that feeling doesn’t go away the second you walk off the stage at your college graduation. You will stumble and fall and slip and crack and bruise but you will come out a different person. And that’s okay. Sometimes it’s hard to see beyond what you’re experiencing at that moment but I’m here to tell you that it will definitely be something worth going through. I feel so hopeful and happy for this year and even though I’m still confused and working through my career and relationships and trying my best to be who I am, I feel content and excited for this new and exciting life I’m going to continue to experience. Feel free to reach out in the comments on any of your adventures or if you’ve ever gone through a similar experience. I’d love to hear your point of view!
Take a look at my trip (yes I’m obsessed with palm trees)