No Destination

December 31, 2019

No Destination

Jumping back into the blogging game after a few months of being MIA. Considering the 2010's were the decade I began blogging, I think it's fitting to sneak in one last post before the decade ends once and for all. For my very last post of 2019, I've got some glammed-up robber vibes to bring though stealing money and possessions is not on my agenda. I'd rather steal a small sliver of your time and attention to discuss how wild this decade turned out to be. Sometimes I imagine this fictitious conversation with my 14-year-old-self (my age at the start of 2010). If I had to sum up the main takeaway from this conversation, I'd say it'd be that the 2010s will bring success but not in the ways I would initially assume. My 14-year-old self might think 24-year-old me is a loser for not having a college degree and not feeling 100% what career path I want to take. The older I get, the more I find my preconceived notions of concepts like success being challenged. Sometimes, just knowing what you *don't* want to do is an accomplishment in and of itself. Why? Because it leads you closer to your most authentic self. Obtaining my health coaching certification and realizing that wasn't my calling led me to work in resale fashion for 7+ years, which I'm passionate about because being clothing used >>> buying new. Even though my time there was short-lived, I think 14-year-old me would be impressed that I moved cross-country to NY, a city where my world was flipped upside-down for the betterment of my self-development. It was in NYC that I made a handful of wild memories, solidified my relationship with my bf, saw many of my favorite bands, befriended some of the loveliest people, and ate one-too-many delicious bagels. Although unpredictable circumstances brought me back to the west coast, I now feel successful from creating those experiences that I carry with me as I live a slower-paced, yet fulfilling, life near my loved ones. As cliche as it is, I'm focusing less on the destination and more about the journey. I have a feeling this trend will continue throughout the upcoming decade without any intention of stopping. The rabbit hole of end-of-year-self-reflection is one I can travel much further down. Honestly, I much rather indulge in happy hour, toasting to my new friend; 2020. 🍾

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