It always happens like this: The mental commitment to be steadfast through the brutal cold winters. Then the whirlwind of things that need your attention bites at you from behind...the refinement...the struggle for next level growth....and then BAM, just like that, summer. Let me tell you, summer has been like a cold cup of lemonade. Sweet, relieving and restorative. Friends from the states come and go and you end up going to places that only vacation-minded folks would think of, which makes the season all the more whimsical and full of adventure. Oddly enough, the rain has been holding up which has made every evening the perfect "summer night."And if you know me, you know that I love any excuse to sit outside until 2am on a weekday over an ice cold beer. (Whoops, that was yesterday). delightful.
Now while we're on the topic of all things good, I will be going to LA this fall for dance (finally! — insert deep breath — finally). I just recently came to understand that when people say they are from "LA," what they really might mean is that they live an hour away in a place like "OC" and they just kind of expect you to... you know, get it. "Why is California so obnoxiously big?" is the question I've been asking nonstop. Truth is, I know absolutely nothing at all about California except some people there, the dance scene, the food (tacos, tacos, tacos), and the idealistic weather all to which I've kind of bubbled up in my head. I guess it is both exciting and unnerving to know and not to know. Preparation is key, yes, but I've made up my mind not to peer anxiously into the future. Staying up to perfect the unseen is a bad habit to break because today deserves our full attention. Anyways, it's all quite exciting. The ease and joys of this season have left me standing still, slightly puzzled and unsure. Still yet, summer has been completely and ridiculously satisfying. Surrender and cue: Becky G - "Can't stop dancing"
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