I exist.
Recently, I learned that our 20s are our unhappiest years and that as we age, at least for women, we become happier. We release the grip that “caring what others think” has on us and we genuinely start doing what we want. That’s amazing for us. I’m here for it.
I began this blog because people told me my life, as ordinary as it seemed to me, was extraordinary. But was it? Is it? I don’t know. I just know that I have been in a constant battle against my inner hermit and fear of missing out, aka FOMO.
Life is what you make of it, the boundaries you make for yourself, and the people you allow to stay in your life. It’s also, once in a while, saying, “Fuck it,” and living in the moment. Moments are brief and it’s a toss-up of whether or not you’ll be helped or harmed by your impulsivity.
But, you’ll have a helluva story to tell.
Musings of the Amusing Muse 