I saw my counselor today. I feel like I talked his ear off. It’s so weird when that happens. “Quiet” little me giving a 50 minute GUSH.
I confess, I actually love it when I do that. It’s like… “Yay! There’s hope for me yet to someday not be so inhibited!”
One of the things I was rambling about was my list of Things to Do Before I Die and all the things I’m so excited to do and to already have done.
Amidst my ramble, I was also verbalizing and re-realizing something… I have a vague, but rooted, trajectory in life and a huge part of it is To Adventure. To see how far I can push myself. To relate better to those I already love than I ever have before (which is hard work, by the way). To think. To move… around my town, my country, the world. No holds barred.