you see, this great challenge i’ve been facing the past few years and what i assume i’ll continue to face, is the lack of experience. 

it’s a tragic thing, in my eyes, but then again, it can be seen as a glorious thing to others (and at times, in my eyes). 

the lack of experience is the lack of exciting, invigorating, adventurous, and so much more, in life. i’m one to not push myself into new experiences because i don’t like change; i’ll be the first to admit that. (and i’m sure many will be the first to confirm it for me). 

i stayed in-state for college, and one major factor was not wanting to get out of my comfort zone. i am comfortable and i see it as a problem. 

i read and re-post quotes about wonderful adventures, when in fact i have not been on one, ever. sure, i have the occasional small road trip to the beach with a good friend, spring breaks, etc. but shoot, i want more. 

i want so much more. i want to be experienced in life, to be cultured, to be tested in my comfort, to expand the comfort, and to not be afraid of saying yes. 

i’m stuck in this suburb living that i’ve been accustomed to my entire life, playing it safe, looking like a good girl, and probably looking pretty “snobby” to others. i don’t know how to add to a conversation, when discussing things as simple as wine tasting or your favorite national park. (though i’ve been to Yellow Stone, i was too young to retain much of the significance). 

i want to live an exciting, experienced life. and honestly, i’m not sure how to start. i feel as though college is holding me back, family is holding me back, life and lack of resources are holding me back.

{p.s. i apologize for this “debbie downer” type of post; i really am semi-satisfied, but i am wanting more.}

how do i escape, because it needs to be done soon?