This weekend, I was reminded of why I live here. Street art, music performances, spontaneous gatherings and friends, impromptu soccer games, and seeing sides of the city I haven't yet experieced had me falling in love all over again (not to mention the absolute perfection that was the early summer weather).
It also helps that my new job is pretty awesome, and allowing me the opportunity to be in different city neighborhoods each week, while exploring new parks and restaurants. I love finding these little hole-in-the-wall boutiques and eateries that thrive soley based on word-of-mouth and discoveries by people just looking for new things and adventures. I think this may be the summer of just that.
I say this because last summer, I told myself I would try and explore as much of the city as possible. I think I did that, but I don't think I enjoyed myself as much as I should have, or could have. Last summer turned into a summer of growth. This summer, I'm going to try what I am not deeming the art of enjoyment - allowing myself to breathe everything in and embrace it. Take stock of the little things, the moments that pass by, and just let go. If I have learned anything in this transition it is that things can't always be controlled the way you want them to be. People and things come in and out of your life the way they were designed to, and at some point, you need to allow for that or die fighting for things that may never be. I am excited for the unknown and the adventures that lay ahead; To continue growing and learning and exploring all that I have yet to face. I can't wait to see what's up next.
