Adventure

ad·ven·ture
verb

• engage in hazardous and exciting activity, esp. the exploration of unknown territory.

Once upon a time I used to be safe.  I used to color inside the lines.  I used to "follow the leader wherever he may go." (tee-dum, tee-dee, a tee-da-lee-dum-dee-day...just a little Peter Pan sing-a-long side note). However, now, I am adventuring.  I am stepping outside of my comfortable boundaries and seeking to live life to the fullest!  I'm letting go, not planning, and flying by the seat of my pants. 

 It is completely new, utterly exhilarating, and absolutely terrifying.

In the past few weeks I have left everything I ever knew to be "home".  I have moved to a place filled with exotic food trucks, fantastical fountains, concrete artwork, and outlandish beings.  And now this is "home".  What an entirely electrifying experience!

I spend each day reminding myself, "This is real life! You really did this!  You really did step out of your comfort zone and take this giant leap!"  I did.  And I am loving it! 

Don't get me wrong.  There are moments that I freak out and questions my decisions.  There are moments that I miss the familiarity and the pleasures of home.  There are moments that all I want is to be curled up on Nanee and Papa's couch eating BlueBell ice cream, drinking Dr. Pepper, and watching Aristocats with Lily.  But in not taking this leap, I would have disappointed myself.  I would have always wondered.  I would have become complacent.  I never want to become complacent.  I want to always grow, always learn, always explore.

I want to always adventure.  

And adventure I will! 

So here I go...