Popping the Bubble

I'm starting a blog. I write in my journal sometimes, but I don't like the way it goes into a drawer and doesn't get to see the light of day. Plus I've had a lot to say lately...and all my new friends and plenty of old ones are on blogspot...therefore, I'm blogging now. Here goes:

I have now been working at the same place longer than I have ever been in any other place. Which is kind of unbelievable to me...how did I reach this age so fast? Time is a crazy thing. It's the most consistent element in nature, yet it seems like it moves at such an inconsistent rate; sometimes it's the turtle, sometimes it's the rabbit, but regardless, we always wake up older.

I went back to Marcellin College the other week, (my high school), makes my head heavy with memories, good and bad ones. The day when I was there, though, it was less about memories and more about self-realization (which seems to be my life theme for 2008). Man, I've changed. Not only in my appearance, but in my person. I was very closed off in college...closed off to people out of the norm, to possiblities...I lived in a sort of bubble....it was a happy place, but I'm so glad I popped it and stepped out.

I do wish that I could go back to my 20s, knowing what I know now, and re-live those years. I would care less about trying to be cool and just be myself. I would befriend those who are eccentric and artistic, rather than those who are dull cookie cutter images of each other. I would walk around with my arms stretched wide and spin, rather than walk quickly with my head down and my arms crossed.

Of course I can't go back and change that time. So I'll take it for what it was worth. And I will learn from it...learn from the past, girl, don't re-live it!