Sunday, August 30, 2015

Please Introduce Yourself

"Would you please introduce yourself to the class?"

Awkward shuffles. I'm at the front of the class room. It feels like every eye is on me. But we all know during this part no one is really paying attention.

But when I open my mouth, nothing comes out. I suddenly have forgotten everything I've ever done, everyone I've ever talked to, anything I've ever enjoyed and everyplace I've ever been.

These "classroom introductions" tell people almost nothing about us. These things, our hobbies and our travel experiences, are kind of important, but not really.

It's what they do to us that are important. The little nuances they create in every person. The habits, the personality traits, the things we now notice.

These are the things that set us all apart.

So I'm going to let you see the true me. Here are the building blocks that make me different from you.

I'm always on a teeter-totter of out-going and shy.

I usually pysch myself out about some movie, book, trip; then come out disappointed, promising myself not to raise my expectations too high next time. But then I do.

I'm an optimist. I try to see beauty when most others see pain.

But I still get out my good cry every now and then. 

I'm addicted to Pinterest, but I ignore the recipes and the DIYs.

I'm a girl with a million hoodies. 

And, like, four pairs of shoes. 

I've come up with dozens of book ideas, but have only finished one rough draft. You don't want to read it. I wrote it in seventh grade.

I want the most out of life, but often forget that that needs work.

I love words that make you feel alive. Sentences in a book or lines in a song that make your skin tingle and you just need to take a moment, step back and say, "Now that was good."

I'm one of the few people I know who loves people. I mean we're such adorable creatures how could you not?

I overthink something everyday.

I love the mountains more than the beach.

But sometimes the beach is the only thing my heart needs.

I never eat healthy. I'm probably going to die really early. But it'll be worth it for all of the chocolate.

Sometimes, I hate technology. I mean it's amazing and makes life easier. But it still distracts and steals people's minds. Thoughts. Creativity. Personality.

I hate all sports that involve a ball. 

My friends claim I hate romance. They're wrong. I hate bad romance.

I love nature. But I really don't care about flowers.

I love a good book.

A good meal.

A good friend who makes you feel more like you.

I love it when I start writing and I feel like my fingers know just what my mind wants to be on the page.

I am infatuated by the simple beauty of the clouds. Always floating there. Always changing. Not trying to please anyone, but still pleasing everyone.

Filled with silver linings. 

I can't get my head out of the clouds, because I've gotten a taste of the view.

And it's become part of me.