Hotel Room Thoughts


First things first. Hoping everyone here in the states had an amazing 4th of July! I didn’t spend it the way that I wish I had, but I still had a good time celebrating our country’s freedoms.

Recently I’ve been finding a lot out about myself that I didn’t think would come as such a revelation- things like what makes me truly happy, how to address uncomfortable situations, and how to show affection without suffocation. I look back at all that’s happened to me in the past few months and wish that I knew then what I know now. But then I remember that the only reason I know what I do now is because I went through all I did without knowing. As nice as it would’ve been to know all of that before, it would’ve put me in a completely different place than where I am now and I don’t think I’d like that all too much.

I love where I’m at right now. I feel genuinely happy, something I haven’t been able to say in a while. I like leaving my house and spending time with friends again. I look out the window of my hotel room and see all these different roads connecting- cars passing by- and I think about how I’m like one of those cars. Each one has their own destination, and none of the other cars know anyone else’s destination. They’re getting themselves where they want to be because they want and need to be there. Isn’t that so crazy? It’s just like where I’m at. I want to be at a certain place in my life so I’m going to try my damn best to get myself there, even if it means taking a few detours and stops for fuel.

I promise myself, with you all as witnesses, that the remainder of the summer will be one of growth for me. I will look for the positives in all situations and make the best of those that don’t already seem to be the best. I owe this to myself.


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