I’m leaving my “temporary” home

Five years ago I moved from Small Town USA to Bloomington, Indiana to attend Indiana University. In my naive mind, Bloomington was this massive city that was both absolutely terrifying and unequivocally mesmerizing at the same time. I was thrilled to move away and live the college lifestyle that I always envied in the movies. You know, party everyday and eventually graduate and receive an expensive piece of paper. Deep down I told myself that Bloomington and IU was my “temporary” home. I was going there for school and parties, nothing to it. Little did I know, I would experience some of life’s highest highs and lowest lows in this ol’ college town.

Now that my move-out date is quickly approaching, I’ve been reflecting on my time here and just the thought of saying goodbye¬†is making my heart heavy. I’ve watched some of my closest friends come and go and now that it’s my turn, I’m not mentally prepared.

I never thought this would be the place where I would fall in love, meet my forever friends, or experience how adult life REALLY works. (I still wouldn’t wish adulting on anyone.)

But this is that place. I did fall in love; with my neighbor right across the street to be exact. I did meet my forever friends and I even got the chance to live with them and make so many extraordinary memories along the way. And yes, it IS the place where I learned that I have to bust my ass to get what I want. Even if it was a degree in journalism that I’m struggling with daily to find a decent job. (Not to discourage anyone from pursuing their dream of being a journalist. I’m fine, I promise.)

Bloomington is where I became the woman that I am today. This town and the people I’ve met have shaped me into a selfless, understanding, loving, passionate soul. Yes, I’ve had my rough patches, more than I would like to admit, but the good times outweigh the bad tremendously.

So, with that being said, I look forward to coming back and visiting. I can’t wait to drive past the apartments and houses that I have lived in to reminisce on the one too many beer bong races that I WON on the doorsteps. I can’t wait to pass the bars and have a flood of memories come over me. And I cannot wait to come back and stand in front of those sample gates and be thankful for accomplishing something that not many people get the opportunity to accomplish.

Bloomington will always hold such a special place in my heart. I never knew I would get so attached, but damn I’m glad I did. I wouldn’t trade these past five years for anything in the world.

Thank you, B-Town. It’s been real.

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(WO)Man’s best friend

I decided to visit home last night and as I was leaving this morning I was struck with a sudden sadness because I didn’t want to leave my dogs.

I have a Pitbull and Boxer at my parents’ house. They are the sweetest animals I have ever encountered.

Diesel (Pitbull) and Walter (Boxer) slept next to me the entire night, one on each side. It was one of the best nights of sleep that I have had. They have such strong personalities.

Walter is outgoing and the life of the party. Diesel is more laid back and carefree. They both love to run and play tug-o-war. Max loves to be in front of the camera while Diesel is more apprehensive. (They both warm up quickly if I’m the photographer.)

As I was driving back to my house today, I realized how much of an impact a dog can have on your life.

They know exactly how you feel. They lay with you when you’re sick, they are happy when you’re happy, they greet you with such excitement every time you walk in the door. Your mood can go from the lowest low to the highest high. It’s such a contagious happiness.

Whenever I visit home and have to leave it breaks my heart to say goodbye, but I know that as soon as I see them again it will be like I never left. These two dogs are my entire heart and soul. Unconditional love at its finest.

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Spontenaity

I’ll be the first to admit that I have never been a spontaneous person. I love having my plans laid out a week in advance. BUT, last August I decided last minute to take a cross-country trip to Seattle, Washington. My favorite band, Dave Matthews Band, plays a three-day show in George, Washington every Labor Day Weekend.
I booked my first flight and boarded my first plane in Indianapolis. I was extremely nervous, but I knew that I wouldn’t regret it.
I landed in Seattle around 10 a.m. and eventually found my way out of SEA-TAC. Checked into my hotel and iced down some much needed beer.
I met up with my friends who were generous enough to give me a ride to the campsite.
The adventure had just begun.
If you have never witnessed the beauty that is “The Gorge” you are missing out. It is the most beautiful venue I have ever witnessed with my own two eyes.
I was in pit all three nights and camped with the most amazing people I have ever met.
It was truly three days of peace, love, and music. The band put on an amazing performance (as usual).
Like I said, I am usually one to make plans weeks in advance, but ever since taking this trip, I have become so spontaneous. Taking day trips to Tennessee to see a live band, making a trip to Chicago just because. Visiting Indianapolis just to try out a new bar.
Life is full of amazing opportunities and I now believe you should put yourself out there. Be spontaneous, be adventurous. Make memories that you can tell your grandchildren about. Make them want to see what you’ve seen.
And most importantly, love every damn second of it!

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