A Good Day

Do you ever just have one of those days where things seem to be good? You love what you're wearing and how it looks, you love the taste in your mouth of the last remnants of a Starbucks Frappuccino, you love how your hair dried that morning. Sure, everything is far from perfect in your life and you can name ten things wrong with yourself and your body at the drop of a hat but on days like today, none of that really matters. Put simply enough, you're in a good mood. There's no particular reason for this mood but nonetheless, you're in it.

I feel good today.

Ever since I graduated from college in May, I feel as if I've been on some horrendous rollercoaster and I HATE rollercoasters. There was the excitement yet absolute gripping fear of leaving college and going off into that dreaded "real world". And then for the longest time, I felt as if since I didn't have any specific plans, my parents made them for me, saying "Ok. This is your life now. We planned it all out for you. Don't do anything differently with it because we'll be pissed." But today, I woke up and it was as if I finally admitted to myself that this is my life now and it isn't that bad. It could be a lot worse. I could still be living with my parents in Ohio, working at some part-time job, probably in the food industry, without health benefits or 401K. This whole thing did kind of fall into my lap and I mean, yes. This isn't exactly how I envisioned my life to be at 22 years old but that's the point. I'm only 22. My life definitely isn't over. I can still turn into that globe traveling vagabond I had my heart set on being. I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind watching Baxter for a while.