I don’t know what it is about lately, but I have this incredible desire to go. I know fully that I am in an incredible place very foreign to me, but I just want to be completely alive. I want to soak in every ounce of my existence so that I won’t forget a single day of it. I get scared when I think about how that’s not possible, because I love existence. I’ve been praying a lot asking God to just help me be absolutely present in the moment I am in. I just want to learn from everything. It’s strange sometimes, since I’ve been meeting up with a lot of new people and thankfully making incredible new friendships, I find myself treating really special encounters with people as “checklist” meetings. That I am saying the things I’m saying systematically when my mind is not engaging. I treat the meeting itself as the only aspect of importance. Why do I do that? I know why. Because this city is a sneaky influence, everyone takes advantage of relationships to further their career. Not even joking. Everything is so go-go-go that beautiful times with people become rushes we get from a challenging schedule add-in - it gives us the feeling that we can do anything and that we are good enough because we had lunch with someone who we lost contact with and managed to spend a couple hours with when your day consisted of 5 hours of work, 3 classes, and a 4 mile run. Whew, I just am frustrated with that so much. I just want to sit with people and love them, hear what is on their heart, and have deep meaningful relationships where we can manage to have the best night ever just laughing and baking in my apartment. Praise God that I have some wonderful women I can do that with.
Stemming from this, I applied to go to Prague for next semester. And if all goes according to plan (my hopeful plan), Dublin next year. It’s the same cost of tuition so it is basically like going to school here, but the cost of living is actually cheaper over there. This world is ACTUALLY REAL. I don’t even know what to make of the reality of it all. It sucks to live in a city where everyone on the street has this mentality that everyone will always be a stranger, so what is the point? God has just been putting the world on my heart immensely, I go to bed every night just dreaming about traveling to the ends of the earth. So I’m going to go. Might move somewhere after college too, I don’t know, move to Israel, Egypt, Greece, that would be my ultimate dream. In the words of Susan Hayward, in her own imprisoned state, I Want to Live!
I also need to stop watching Law and Order SVU because I keep having these crazy dreams, every night for the past week, of people I know - friends actually - becoming serial killers. Serious issues in my cranium.
I’m going to Prague. I’M GOING TO PRAGUE. WHATTT???