So, I'm here. Now what?

Dearest readers,

When I was little, maybe around 9 or 10, I asked for a diary with a lock and key for Christmas. Even at that young age, the age where I was still scared I would have to write in cursive the rest of my life (darn those capital G's!) and couldn't pass level II of type-to-learn, I was drawn to writing. It wasn't the actual act of putting words on paper that drew me in at that age, it was the possibilities that a blank piece of paper gave me. It could be my secret thoughts, my dreams, musings about my little 4th grade crush, a doodle of a dinosaur- there were so many good choices that sometimes I would sit at my little ornate white desk in my pink childhood room and not write anything-afraid of not picking the perfect thing to do with the page, and spoiling it all.

To this day, that fear of messing up my choices permeates my decision making. It may not be what to doodle in my little purple diary, but anyone who has tried to make me choose dinner plans, font types, or asked me to make a poster can attest to my panicky decision making skills.  Seriously though, what happens if I choose thai take-out and then decide I really want a veggie burger? I've realized, well, nothing happens. I eat thai for one night and get the veggie burger the next day.

I've been working on these skills. Trusting my gut a little more than I would have in the past.  A few weeks ago I walked into the fabulous furniture store, Nadeau (shout-out), and 2 minutes later walked out with a kitchen table. I knew what I wanted when I saw it, and instead of waffling for 30 minutes, I went with it. And you know what? I love it, it's absolutely perfect.

As I'm preparing to start my senior year of college, I've decided to focus on my decision making skills a little more, because the decisions I'm going to be making mean a lot more than, hey! what's for dinner?

So although my journals have developed more into smashing napkins and ticket stubs and short paragraphs about my life into a small notebook, I've decided to start this blog as a way for me to sort out the mumble-jumble that is my life in my twenties.

It may not be purple with a heart shaped lock, but cheers to the possibilities of the blank internet pages!

Make today a good one

XOXO,

Kelsey