Day 32

Better Not by Louis the Child

There are a few daily non-negotiables I have during the week. Actually I really only have two.

1. Make my bed
2. Listen to Jay Shetty on the daily calm during a walk

All hell could break loose, but as long as I have those two, I’m in good shape.

Today’s daily Jay talked about stumbling vs. falling. He goes on to tell a story of a guy who’s on his way to work. He spills coffee on his shirt, so then he says to himself “oh well – might as well keep it going” and proceeds to spill the whole coffee cup over him. He sees a crack in his window, says “oh well – might as well keep it going” and takes a baseball bat to his windshield.

Crazy right?

Not totally out of reach, though, at least for me. There are so many times where one slip up leads to a prolonged stumble, even a fall. This blog has been a big one for me, no doubt.

So, in the spirits of redemption, the stumble stops here, and by God I’m going to get to 40 days one way or another.

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Being 26 comes some tough questions: Am I in the right career? What do I want my life to look like in 5 years? Am I maxing out my 401k?

And then of course – the biggest of them all: When is the right age to delete snapchat?

Honestly, the biggest thing holding me back is the memories. It occurred to me that I went on one of my most favorite trips I’ve been on to date.

I was in West Bath, Maine, 5 years ago today.

I hold this trip near and dear to my heart. It was during COVID at a time where there wasn’t a ton to look forward to. Cabin fever was at an all time high being back home. I needed a north star to look forward to.

That north star came when one of my friends proposed a friend group trip to her house out in Maine. The guys would all drive up from Michigan, make a pit stop out in Vermont, then spend a week out in Maine.

20 hour drive. 2 days in Vermont, 5 in Maine, one back in Michigan. It ended up being the most transformative trip I’ve taken, and some of the best memories I’ve had to date. We spent countless nights yapping around fires, waiving down lobster boats, giving our little guys their best moments before we ate them, (RIPIP), taking in everything east coast hospitality had to offer.

The trip was extremely important to me for many reasons. I was seeing old friends for the first time in a long time. It more so brought me peace for a lot of questions I had at a time of so much uncertainty in my life. I think there’s something to be said for moments you reflect on where there wasn’t anything to be said. Sometimes, the moment in itself gives you all that you need. It might not be the answer you want, but you felt it, and if anything, you have that feeling for the rest of your days. That, in itself, is special.

Anyways, I took the last leg of the drive heading from Vermont to Maine. It was almost like driving down rainbow road in Mario Kart out there; every twist & turn got more narrow, the music got louder and faster as we raced for the finish line. This was the last song that was played before we were greeted on the other side. It will always remind me of a summer and trip I’ll never forget.