“If you wait to do everything until you're sure it's right, you'll probably never do much of anything.”

Every day, is brand new. There's so much potential in a 24 hour period; but, for the most part, we all do pretty much the same thing everyday.

I wake up between 7:15-7:30am.
Drop my boyfriend off at the train station by 8:30am.
Get to work by 9am.
Work until 4:30(ish)pm.
After 4:30pm, there's a little variance between: I pick up my boyfriend from either the work or train, go home and make dinner, watch tv/play video games/do homework, have a beer, go to sleep.

I'm struggling with the normalcy of it all. I have a good life, a happy life, and I'm beyond lucky. It's just not what I'd ever planned for myself (that's to say I'd ever planned anything at all). I guess at some point I sort of expected my self to live "outside the box", or something. The idea that I live a quiet, domestic life isn't a bad one. Just, a little odd still in my mind.

I mentioned these things to Ethan, and he suggested we 'experiment' with life a little. Not to say, cocaine or wild orgies, but just breaking out of the routine we're so (a little disconcertingly) used to. When he mentioned this, my gut thought (which is usually what I always say, too) was "..How?". What? Where? I was so confused to where I'd even start. I still am today. I need to learn to live, a little. Be okay with knowing that some things I try I'm not going to enjoy. Other things might keep me out of the house too late. Some things might make me late for other things. Some might be scary. I'm almost 23, and I'm not living that way. So, perhaps I'll try.

What will I do? I have no idea. Baby steps, I imagine..

More to blog later on Meredith's existential crisis 2009 later.