I just finished reading Wild by Cheryl Strayed. I can’t tell you what this book did to my heart. I can tell you that wherever life takes me next, I’m going on a major backpacking trip first. If you know me at all, you’ve already heard me talk about it.
Say what you will about Taylor Swift’s latest album, but I can tell you this: “All Too Well” is classic Taylor, and it hits me in the gut.
“How we spend our minutes is how we spend our lives.” I don’t know who’s credited with coining that phrase, but it’s hitting home for me these days. I want to spend my minutes well – which means, ugh, maybe I need to stop watching “Dawson’s Creek” on Netflix.
I recently volunteered to be bumped from a flight in exchange for a travel voucher. I’ve decided that I want to use it on a solo vacation somewhere peaceful in early 2013. Requirements: a beach, a kitchen, and plenty of quiet. Any ideas for where I should go?