30 at 30
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Look, I'm 30:
Self-construction instead of mass-production.
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This is everything I did in the name of fitness yesterday:
I recently karaoked Billy Joel's classic song, "My Life." I love this tune. I've long thought it as a theme song. This is my life, and I make the decisions for it. And that knowledge gives me the freedom I've always desired. I am almost 30. I love being an adult. Even though it is hard sometimes, my adulthood is something I claim and own. Just like my mistakes and my victories. It's all part of me. Glorious me.
I was doing really good there for a while on deep, meaty posts. Then I stopped. I got busy and lost my free time that I was spending thinking on a deep level. I need to get back there. My scheduled has slowed now so hopefully I'll be digging back into the meaning of life; and/or just trying to figure out how to live best by my standards.
I've heard, or read, that we are just the sum of our experiences. If that's the case, then every decision we make and every reaction we have is based on our past. Which isn't always a good thing. Our past might have taught us hurt, rejection, fear, inadequacy, distrust, disgust, hatred, etc. So why, on Earth, would we want our present reactions and decisions to be based on such things?
Maybe it's because I'm nearing 30; maybe it's just because...but I keep realizing a lot of things about my life. It's like I suddenly see myself under a microscope. And I like it; but I hate it. It's hard to ingest truth when it rears it's undeniable and ugly head.
I'm gonna tell you a truth that I am embarrassed about. I just want to get it out there while I am working to solve it. Here it is:
DIA...gate C39...here I am again. It's the DFW gate. I'm headed to Dallas then Houston for my good friend Liz's wedding. She is the first of 4 good college friends of mine getting married this year. FOUR. That, coupled with the fact that I'm turning 30 this year, makes me feel like an old maid. But mostly, I don't mind much. My life is pretty rockin'. I can't sit around thinking about what I don't have when I'm blessed with so much as it is.
Aly in Denver from Hub Productions on Vimeo.
I just saw The Avett Brothers play 2 nights in a row in Boulder. Which was an absolute pleasure, as always. One thing is for certain: listening to them makes me want to move home. They have a lot of lyrics about family and missing their Carolina home while being on the road.
Hello faithful few followers! I have some things to tell you.