August 19, 2015


It’s official. I am one week away from turning 30. Wow. What a journey. What a trek! Do you ever sit back and look around at your life and think…how did I get here? How did I go from infancy to grown ass adult, making assumptions about the world and experiencing every morsel with wonder and at the same time, unease?

Turning 40, 50, and 60 probably inspires similar feelings. What sorts of memories will there be then? What sorts of new perspectives? Every day I feel like life teaches us some new way to live it. Imagine how we’ll be living 100 days from today?

Not to sound cheesy (or maybe I want to sound cheesy), I don’t think I’ve ever been happier at any point in my life. I don’t think I’ve ever been more excited to be alive. It’s kind of that feeling you get when you’re about to be let out of school for the summer, and you can’t wait for the bell to ring so you can meet up with your friends at Round Table Pizza to kick off three months of NO SCHOOL!

God, remember how awesome those two magical words were? NO SCHOOL!

Then later the magical words became CLASS CANCELLED!

And now it’s more like FREE BEER! (YES!)

I just feel like life decided to click into place. Or I decided to recognize that life was clicking into place, because maybe it always was. I repeat, every day life teaches us how to live it.

I could go anywhere from here. Anywhere I want. I could take a 10-month soul centered living certificate program at the University of Santa Monica (currently manifesting). I could quit blogging altogether and start a new hobby (this isn’t happening). I could get MARRIED! (If I convinced Adam and the rest of my family that a quick Vegas elopement was best for everyone).

The point is, I could do anything.

I feel like I just graduated college. I feel like I could literally do anything I want. And I’m not sure why I just picked today to feel like this. At any point in our lives, we can do anything we want. We’re responsible for every situation we put ourselves in. Accountability, baby! And this actually makes things better, even in uncomfortable situations, because you don’t feel so victimized, like life hates you (I really can’t stand that ‘fuck my life’ phrase, however I’ve used it on multiple occasions when the computer has deleted my entire blog post. That can’t be my fault right?).

It’s nice when you can trace an uncomfortable situation back to every decision you’ve made in your life to get where you are today. You hold the reigns and no one else. It’s all very empowering.

I’m cutting this blog post a little short tonight because I have two articles due at the end of this month and I am seriously slacking. I only get about 3 hours of solid work time after the day job, and usually 1.5 of those hours is spent on these blogs. One of my articles is called “How to Order Wine Like a Pro”. Any wine pros out there want to give me some pointers on that one? :)

Monique Muro

Monique is an exceedingly happy human from LA. She runs the blog A Novel Quest, and writes. A lot.

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