Welcome to the Club

I was craving a total re-haul. (I, referring to both Internet Me and IRL Me.)

I’ve been stuck for a while—possibly attributed to some combination of a post-graduation lull, complacency, and simply laziness—and didn’t really do a thing about it. I guess that’s what happens when you settle. You relax a little too much, you start choosing the escalator over the stairs, you sit, you veg out. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. Comfort seems like a luxury, but it’s terrifying in reality. When something snaps or clicks or shakes you from where you’re sitting, it’s shocking How did I get here? Why am I still here? What do I want?

The point of this post isn’t to discuss this quarter-life or existential crisis of mine; it’s just to address that shit happens, and I’m learning to accept it as normal in order to move on. Get up. Make changes. Get out. (The Type-A on-the-go part of me laments at having wasted all this time just moseying around; I guess this phase was my subconscious telling me to relax for a bit.) Note to self: it’s okay not to be perfect. The rose is a rose.

I digress.

You might’ve noticed there was a change around here; after all, a new look means better content (fingers crossed) and a fresh start (my philosophy is, why wait until the new year?). Make sure you’re following me here and everywhere else on the web to keep up to date on all the things. No hard feelings if you don’t.

Here’s to a new beginning.

Welcome to Club ABC.

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xx

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