Small Stories of a Twenty-Something Adventuring Through Life
I always liked summer best.
It meant week-long stays at
Grandma’s
with trips to the
old fashioned soda fountain
and never ending
bike rides among
Iowa cornfields
and endless indulgence
in homemade baked goods
and Spring Park
and The Barney Park
and rides in Grandpa’s Plane
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watching Andy Griffith
and Leave it to Beaver on TV Land
wandering the small town streets
so different from my suburban backyard
feeling so at home in
my childhood home away from home.
Continue reading “[Osage, Iowa]”I’m not one who believes everything happens for a reason.
Life is too sporadic, too uncertain for every single thing in this life to happen for a specific reason.
Life just happens. We make meaning out of what happens. What happens affects us whether for better or for worse. But I don’t believe there’s any rhyme or reason behind it. One small second, change of plan, different action could have changed something, everything. But it didn’t…and life goes on.
I also believe that the best things in life happen when we aren’t looking.
So, around four months ago when I found a job posting on Indeed.com for an espresso bar barista at a gas station situated in the suburb over from where I live, I wasn’t looking for a life changing experience. I was simply looking for something to keep me busy between graduating from college in May and heading off on my next big adventure as an English teacher in Thailand
in September. A full time job where I could earn enough money to be able to pay for all my Thailand travel expenses without having to worry too much about finances, while spending the Continue reading “An Ode to the Gas Station I Called Home this Summer”
My birthday’s in March, folks…remember? (yeah, it’s okay if you don’t)
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I registered for WordPress in May of 2014.
May 27 to be exact.
That’s when I started the blog that would carry me through my summer as a Smithsonian intern in Washington D.C…
…but that internship only lasted eight weeks. And I hardly thought it was appropriate to carry on a blog entitled “2 Massachusetts Ave., N.E.” (a.k.a the street address of the National Postal Museum) past the summer of 2014.
With the end of my summer, and the blog that went along with it, I found myself asking what I should do next with this blogging business…
See, I had a blog on Blogger, already. I initially decided to try WordPress out for my internship blog because I was curious…some of my Facebook friends were using WordPress for their blogs and I really was just so curious. Admittedly, I toyed with using it for my first blog, but was for some reason a little intimidated by it, which is why I chose Blogger instead. In the weeks leading up to the beginning of my internship, I decided I wanted to make a blog specifically to document my experiences living in D.C. So, given that I was curious about WordPress, I put my intimidation past me and signed up. I soon discovered that this WordPress place seemed pretty Continue reading “It’s My (Blog’s) Birthday!”
I write this from my bed. Where I have been convalescing for most of the afternoon.
Sorry, it’s not that I don’t want to catch up with y’all. I’m just not feeling too hot right now.
That said, I do have some sharing to do, so let’s just make this a short and sweet update of a post.
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If we had plans for coffee, I’d have to cancel because, as stated above, I’ve been in bed most of the afternoon.
I’m actually supposed to be at work right now, but I left after 3.5 hours of my eight hour shift because I felt like I was going to pass out standing up. I didn’t arrive at work feeling ill. Just a little tired. I got some coffee thinking I just needed a bit more caffeine (the perks of working at an espresso bar…I can just pour myself a cold press if I please, which is what I did). Needless to Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare–The Anti-Coffee Share Edition”
There must be a budding photographer somewhere inside of me.
There must.
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I’m sure you photographers out there have those moments where you see something you absolutely positively must take a picture of…but you don’t have your camera on you (of course, I’m sure any serious photographer wouldn’t not have their camera on them, but that’s besides the point). In your enchantment with the subject at hand, you go to great lengths to obtain a camera, hoping beyond hope that the subject in question will still be there, as is, when you get Continue reading “In Which the Urge to Photograph Strikes”
I had a bit of a surprise day off on Monday.
Okay, it was more like I failed to read my schedule correctly and thought I worked Monday when really, all along, there was nothing on it about working Monday in the first place.
I discovered this on Sunday night and my first thought was disappointment…
Only because I had just gotten these super comfortable new shoes specifically for work and I was disappointed that I had to wait until Tuesday to wear them. Yeah, you could say it doesn’t take much to excite me.
Well, newsflash, the comfiest shoes in the world don’t keep the feetsies Continue reading “Paulie and Britts at the Beach”
shoes off, feet dangling
on the grass. green. summertime
relaxing with friends Continue reading “Shoes of Summer”
She sits on the front port stoop
A book in hand
Maybe a glass of lemonade, too
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The dazzling summertime sun glows above her head
Showering light over the well-coiffed lawns, Continue reading “Summertime in Suburbia”
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