always. always.

learning.

Sometimes I get tired of learning life lessons.
Sometimes I feel like there is a person inside of me dying to get out...but I don't know how to let her fly.
Sometimes I just want to be.

I get exhuasted by "growing" and I often wish that I could go through one season of my life without becoming more adult. Last year it was going through my first big break up, this summer it was Kenya, and now...vet school is just one learning curve ball after another. Both academically and socially/spiritually etc.

Bits of me are jealous of the old me, the one that lived in the comfort of my CRU "Christian bubble" where being a Christian was seamless and making friends came easily. Deep conversations weren't scarce, and drama was non-existent. Sure I was having rough patches (and learning), but in many ways life was easy. Hindsight is always 20/20 huh? But then there's the other part of me that is so thankful for the position I'm in. The things I'm studying, the friends I'm making, the woman I'm becoming.

Is the grass truly always greener? Or is that a mindset that we humans have as default, but can be overcome?

bad news: growing up, you learn things about this world you don't like. People tell me I'm not bitter yet, but give it time and I will be.

good news: I refuse to believe them.

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on another note: I've read three books a part of a series called "The Friday Night Knitting Club, and I dearly wish to learn to knit.