on the third day

midweek slump. felt it for sure.

i hate the idea of living for 5 p.m. or living for the weekends, though. what's worse than always wishing you were somewhere else? yes the days get long, and the work of an intern isn't the most glorious and gratifying thing, but at least it's something.

i spent last summer out in the woods and mountains working at a camp in montana. what a beautiful haven it was, sleeping outside blanketed by stars only to wake up each morning to the wide montana sky. surrounded by 60 other kids my age, each of us asking the same questions, searching for the same things. what an experience.

and i need to remember what it taught me. i need to take that inspiration and that vigor i felt in montana and take it with me, in whatever i am doing.

'oh do you need those envelopes to be mailed? let me mail those letters with all that i am.'

okay. a little extreme. but really. i need to take that passion, those invigorating mountain top experiences, and live them out. why enjoy only a few experiences in life? i can be enjoying every moment of my life, no matter how glorious.

i just need to let me.