Friday, February 13, 2009

i haven't lived until i've traveled.

i can't fight the feeling of wanting the ability to be able to peek at my future. i just want the smallest hint. like being granted the ablility to lightly shake a box under the christmas tree. i know it sounds terrible, but i would never shake a christmas gift too hard, because i'm sure it would break. so in this case, i would never pry too deeply for fear that i'd ruin everything.

at this point i think my life could go in nearly any direction, which is amazing if your cup is half full. but if by your perception, you feel like you might soon be in need of a refill, i suppose this is an appropriate time to feel a bit nervous.

i have the slightest bit of college education that remains undecided enough for me to pursue any major i'd choose. i have a car that's loyal, but aging. i have the choice to adopt a kitten. i have hair that i can't decide to cut or keep. i'm turning 20 this year. i have a job that could take me anywhere, so long as i choose to come along for the ride. i have a home that might not be my home for long.

i always promised myself to never lose sight of possibilities. so what if i chose to live off of cup of noodles for the rest of the year, and turn my pay checks into plane tickets, a passport, and a suitcase full of film?

3 comments:

chocolatecovereddaydreams.blogspot.com said...

You're not going anywhere unless I can come along too!!!

tangerine: said...

@chocolatecovereddaydreams

of course you're coming with me! instead of moving again, let's just live everywhere instead. we're not allowed to grow old until we've traveled, k?

Nana said...

Your blog is so lovely. It's honest & simple, but deep. Every time you post, I know it's going to inspire me, or just make me feel less lonely. I love your outlook & how you view the world, how your writing is always meaningful.