Hiking with the Mind of Augustus Waters and the Body of an Old Woman

"Lets go take a hike," they said.

"It'll be fun," they said.

But really. It was fun. 

A few days ago, my best friends and I decided to take a hike. Yet we are not exactly the hiking type. We're more like the lets - eat - junk - food - and - watch - Youtube - videos - about - boy - bands type. So naturally something was already wrong. 

Once we got to the place we were to hike, we started walking for a while. After walking on a completely straight and easy trail for at least 20 minutes, we realized that we weren't even on the RIGHT trail. Clearly we're professional adventurers. Clearly. 

Therefore, we had to turn around and go back to where we started and actually find the right trail to hike on.

Now I'll stop boring the heck out of you and actually tell you the point of this. 

While hiking up the mountain, between weirdly awesome conversations with my friends and avoiding my face making contact with the rocks and dirt, I couldn't help but think of metaphorically connecting life with a hike. Like the fictitious love of my life, Augustus Waters, I was thinking of metaphors for almost everything. (If you don't understand this reference I suggest you re-evaluate yourself.... Or maybe just go read The Fault In Our Stars by John Green). Anyway, I thought I'd share a couple of these metaphorical epiphanies with you. 

Finding the right path. This ones pretty obvious but I'm going to talk about it anyway. There are times in life when you might suddenly realize that the decisions you're making or the goals you maybe once pursued turn out to be what you didn't want after all. My friends and I started out going on the wrong path and when we weren't exactly reaching the destination we wanted to we went back to the beginning of the hike. So when you have those moments in your life that you don't want to continue the path you're on, rewind and go back to starting a new one that will result in a happier you.

Sometimes you just need to stop and enjoy the view. As you can imagine, hiking up the mountain is DEFINITELY not a walk in the park. We had to stop every few minutes to catch our breath and while perched on a rock taking a break I looked out into the valley and was pleasantly surprised. I thought about how amazing God's creations are and what a blessing it is to live in this world. I thought about the life I'm living and how far i've come, (not only in life, but also on the hike). We as humans all get so busy and stressed out about the world around us and the future we want to build that we forget to stop for a minute and enjoy everything we've accomplished so far. It's okay to be proud of yourself and the amazing things you've done. SO DO IT. ENJOY THE VIEW. please.

So there you have it, examples of the kind of things that would pop up in my mind while on this hike. Hikes are difficult, painful, tiring, enjoyable, beautiful, and satisfying at the end. And so is life.
We all live it, we all deal with it, we all feel it rushing by, and we all need to love it. Life may not be easy but it's worth it.

SO GO TAKE A HIKE.

Here's to a Continuation of Rambling.

This blog started out as one for a class in High School. One with topics given to me every week to write about; and of course I was graded on it so of course I had to post things on it. Don't get the wrong idea though. I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT. The class i'm referring to (creative writing) was just brilliant. It had brilliant people posting brilliant things and it obviously made my life brilliantly  brilliant. Now me, being the brilliant person I am, became incredibly lazy and no longer posted on this blog when it was no longer required of me to do so for a grade. Even after I promised myself that I would.

 Naturally, motivation was lost. As well as creativity. If what I write is even considered creative. Who knows.

Anyway my point is that after multiple instances of life evaluating and soul searching, (sense the dramatic-ness yet?)  as well as the year of torture and mislead fantasies that some would call "freshman year of college," I have decided to continue this blog.

Who knows if anyone will even read this. Who knows if anyone who might read this will even like it. But I'm doing this to keep my craving to write freely and creatively satisfied, and if anyone enjoys reading it, then welcome and thank you in advance for finding interest in the strange things my mind might regurgitate. And for those who might read a post and find it a big waste of time, don't worry I still love you and thank you  for visiting as well.

So here we go. I'm back to blogging. To rambling. To dangerously sharing my weirdness with the world (Not dangerous for me, but for you). You have no idea what you just got yourself into.

Good Luck kids.

XO - Charly Rose