Growing up we used to have computers that had a tendency to crash. I’d have too many windows open, be typing too many words for my American History outlines or my mom would try to make a phone call and interrupt the AOL dial up and it was all too much for the computer and it would freeze. And in those moments there was nothing I could do except be glad that I obsessively saved my papers, yell to my mom that “I WAS ONLINNNNNE” (and there would be a lot of eye rolling because I was a teenager) and hit Ctrl + Alt + Del and wait for it to boot back up again.
I seek out adventure as if my life depends in it, because it does. Adventure is scary and often causes my legs to tremble like in cartoons. Adventure means trying new things and venturing into the world of the unknown. Adventure is a risk every single time. Except it is a risk I am usually willing to take. More often than not, my risks work out for the best. Adventure brought me to Austin, gave me incredible friends, taught me how to fly.
I have been working hard to overcome my fears and fight through my trembling legs. It is hard sometimes. Life is hard sometimes and it is easy to become overwhelmed. And it’s in those moments there is nothing I can do except be glad that my brain obsessively saves everything and hit my internal ctrl + alt + del and wait until I have booted back up again.
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