Tuesday, June 24, 2014

America Runs on Puppies

A few weeks ago, I was weighing these options.

1. Moving to Siberia 




2. Moving to Bali





3. A combination (no snow)






Every place has its own unique character. One part of Boston's character is explained well in this popular internet meme.




Sign of the times, eh?

Similar to Boston, here's how much I too have not changed.

1. I don't like Dunkin Donuts
2. Public transit scares me
3. I don't understand baked beans
4. Real seasons scare me
5. I seriously don't like Dunkin Donuts
6. I have not completely rejected the idea of spray tans



It has been basically, exactly, truly, approximately, to the day (give or take a few weeks), SIX YEARS since I migrated from the great west over here.  

Remember? 

That can only mean one thing. Or several.


So, in that amount of time, I've figured out the following.

1. When making choices of whether to stay or go, perhaps we all either go down or Ascend.  
2. You can either complain or try to be positive, for a change. 
3. You can change paths or figure out a way of exploring great parts of yourself within the same path.

4. Having patience, persistence and support can result in nice jewelry (and happiness).





The other day, in a moment of delirium, clouded a bit by the many life changes that happened all at the same time, I realized something. 

Things are actually pretty good. 



"I am a puppy from Siberia, just with a smaller frame."


What's the lesson here?


Life is what you make it, no matter where you live it. 

In the end, I just want to be able to say one thing. Or several.  
(Leave your thoughts on this in the comment section.)

And really, it's because of times like this that this was invented.




Oh Dunkin Donuts, how America doth runneth on thee.