Like so many times before I am sitting in a park, propped against a tree, staring down the barrel of the sun and daring it to move, daring it to not. We’ve been engaged in this race around the world for some time and although I haven’t yet won, something keeps me believing that I one day will.
Who am I to think that I can outrun the sun, you ask? I’m the girl who claims her favorite noun as passion and favorite verb as go, the girl with the mud-caked Toms from being unable to avoid the park and unwilling to stay on the path. I’m the steady breeze tapping at your window and chasing you around the world and sometimes I twist into a tornado—sorry, I’m so, so sorry for my destruction. I’m the girl who cares. I care about what you think and I care about what I achieve. I care about the things that are important (the environment and those people I call friends). Important is subjective but to me it means knowledge and kindness and ambition. I’m the girl who thinks that it is important to do well but more so to do good. (Sometimes I forget this—I need to be reminded.) I’m the girl who wants to save the world.
I’m the girl with a plan. I’ve got a map and a schedule and a list. I’m the girl who loves the full moon more and more every single month and I like climbing mountains and lying on docks to stare at the stars. I stride with purpose or with a spring in my step and I have trouble waiting for others who dawdle. I’m two steps ahead and lost in my mind in some utopian vision of the future. I’m the girl with a coating of ice around my heart but I promise if you thaw it the fire of my loyalty will never, ever go out. I’m a little bit selfish and sometimes my head spins away but I promise that I’ll always, always come back to you.
I’m the girl sitting in a park, propped against a tree, staring down the barrel of the sun and daring it to move, daring it to not. I’m the girl who will never give up on a race I’ve never won because I know a lot of words but impossible
My dear reader, tell me, what kind of girl (or guy) are you? I want to know your favorite noun and verb and how you define important and what words are absent from your vocabulary. I want to know you and all of those I meet beyond that stupid silly elevator pitch we all do and hate because we are all so much more than our major and our hometown and there is no better fun fact than a true cross section of your soul.