Know what I like to do? I like to walk. I’ve known this ever since I was a young kid growing up in the hills of Fairfield, Oklahoma (Google it). At the time, living in a small community 6 miles outside of the nearest town was just life. If you wanted to go grocery shopping, you hopped in the car while Mom drove you in. If you wanted to go see a friend, you either waited until someone had a birthday party, waited until the school year started, or waited until you were able to semi-legally drive. Because of this, the best way to keep yourself busy was to go outside and play.
At this point, I had a really long ass story planned out including how that love of going for walks in the woods turned to bike rides to town (6 miles to the edge of town, before shoe clips and helmets were common), which turned to a desire to explore outside of my comfort zone, which led to moving to Florida for a little while, which eventually led to moving to Colorado, which led to meeting friends of friends, which led to meeting more friends, which led to a bit of travel, which led me right here to my ridiculously huge leather desk chair writing about how every morning I wake up happy and excited about what the next day will bring, but at this point in the evening, I don’t have the energy to write that, and I’m sure you don’t have the desire to read it.
The main point was that I am so grateful for this amazing life and the friends I have met along the way, and it all started with something incredibly small, such as enjoying going for walks. If you feel that things aren’t “going to plan” or just aren’t what you expected, look to the little things. It’s really cliché, but so true. Those little things lead to bigger things, whether you realize it or not, I promise.
With that, I’m going to bed. See you tomorrow on the next adventure.