My Two-Cents: Turning the Page

 Turning the Page –

Good morning world! Live from my living room in Lincoln NE, it’s Saturday morning. Just kidding, calling it the morning would be generous – it’s 11:49 AM and I am still drinking my “morning coffee”. What type of coffee am I drinking, you ask? Trader Joe’s French Vanilla Cold Brew. You do not care, you say? Fuck you. 

As I sit here in the living room, staring at my to-do list in the corner of my laptop that is very unlikely to become a to-done list anytime soon, inspiration strikes me – today I am going to write about turning the page. New beginnings. 

New beginnings are an intrinsic part of life – the biggest, novelist beginning for me was starting college; which, oddly enough was two years ago today. New beginnings are exciting, heavily anticipated, and also fucking terrifying. While moving out of my house for the first time, I felt paradoxically prepared yet unprepared at the same time. Two years later, I look back realizing I was highly unprepared. But, there was no way for me to be prepared. I don’t think we're ever truly ready for new beginnings. I think we can try to prepare ourselves as best as possible, but life’s greatest match points are the ones where we have to jump. And sometimes that jump is off a cliff into a pit of spikes. But on the other side of that pit is the next great adventure.

So, as I and many others trek upon new endeavors this fall, it might be comforting to remember that “being ready” is such a myth. I think the most pivotal decisions are those that have to be made without time for preparation. Jump! Turn the page! Be fucking courageous! Own it! Because one day you will be standing at the bottom of the cliff, looking back at the top, observing how far you’ve come. Because sometimes, the only way we truly become ready for things of the past is by pushing ourselves to the present. Because sometimes, we aren’t really prepared for things until we’ve done them.