Figure it Out

I guess in my own unconscious sort of way I have already begun to prepare my body for a wedding that is over a year away. I'm more aware of what I eat, I've been riding my bike to and from and all around campus every day, and attempting to take some sort of care of my hair and skin. I say all this to say that once you know that one of the most important days of your life is just around the corner (sort of) you cannot help but be aware of EVERYTHING. I think and think and think and imagine everything from the attendants to the guest to the DRESS to the flowers to how we will get there, where we will take the pictures, what pictures exactly need to be taken, and EVERYTHING in between. 

I wouldn't say I'm stressed, well that would be lying because I've never known myself to think about anything and not feel some sort of angst to have it accomplished, and accomplished JUST RIGHT. My school work isn't really hard right now, per say, it's just that I've bumped back and forth between Rome and Milledgeville for the past 4 years of my life. It's mind boggling to comprehend that in a mere  8 months my time here will be permanently finished, chapter closed (and a very long chapter it's felt like indeed). I cannot say I am sad to leave, nostalgic for friends I once had and experiences I'll remember, Yes. But I know that what's to come is so much more than this, almost like this was just the extended, awkward middle school between my Rome life and my new life soon to begin with Jason.

It's something completely new, this state of my life, and I never know how to adjust to change. I guess you cannot ever really know how to BE until you are there. And so I love, I live, I smile, and I laugh. I read God's word and earnestly yearn to learn, know, and love more. Truly.

Aside from all of these ambiguous thoughts if I could just say one thing it would be that everyone needs to own a bike, wake up extra early, and ride it one morning. Just ride, destination in mind, and notice just how cleansing it is to feel the cool September morning on your legs, your arms, your face.

I most definitely suggest taking your iPod as your own personal soundtrack along for the ride.