I took this picture at a concert I attended recently in Seattle. The concert was a spur of the moment decision, I looked to see if one of my favorite bands, Gojira, was touring and what do you know they were playing a show in Seattle 3 days later.
I live a fairly consistent and predictable life, and to say that deciding on a Friday to see a concert 100 miles away on a Monday without knowing anyone else going is a strange occurrence would be a rather large understatement.
I ended up going with two other people which was lovely, as I was driving each way and needed the company to keep me awake. But while at the concert I was more or less by myself.
I moshed. I screamed until my lungs burned — filling with the acrid sweat and smoke of others. I was, for the first time in a long time my most comfortable in my skin.
In middle school and high school I basically did whatever I wanted. I went to wild metal concerts. I took pictures of Canadian black metal bands (see below) and ran with a pretty group of little freaks just like me. But I got good grades, I was a yearbook editor, I had a job, I actually had 3 jobs for a while. Then I graduated, moved 400 miles away to attend college and things changed for the better and the worse.
I graduated college 2 years ago now (where did that time go, seriously?) and have stuck around the same town since.
I've found some great friends but not like the ones I've grown up with. Before I relied on friends to guide me to do crazy, bold things because they were all doing crazy bold things with their lives. They moved to far away lands, like me, and started their own crazy adventures.
Recently I decided to regain some control over my crazy destiny and have some adventures.
- This summer I will be taking motorcycle safety courses so I can finally get a motorcycle of my own.
- I'm turning in my application to become a Hospice volunteer. I've thought about this for over a year and now I'm making it so, I want to help others in one of the most difficult of times in life and hopefully ease their transition to bigger things. I want to help families and individuals with anything necessary to make passing easier whether that's cooking a meal, doing laundry or just sitting with someone. I hope, selfishly, to make some friends and hear some amazing stories but my #1 priority is to give with no expectation of receiving anything back.
- This fall I will, hopefully, be attending Bastyr University to become a certified birth Doula. This is another of my dreams and I'm determinded to make it a reality this year.
I turn 24 a week from tomorrow and while I had no idea where I was going to be in my life at 24 I'm happy with the direction things are headed now. I'm glad I'm pushing myself to make crazy-huge life decisions and goals all by myself without anyone around to tell me what to do.
To close, here's a music video from my new obsession Iggy Azalea who is 4 days younger than me!