Entry 1-

You know, for almost a year while I wasn’t in college I had the most laid back morning routine. I was livin’. 

I woke up whenever I wanted, usually around 10 am, and I would have my morning coffee while sitting on the couch reading a book, or learning more about blogging. 

The problem with this though is I would accidentally get stuck there almost all day. 

I would miss all the other things I wanted to do. 

Once I went back to school my relaxing morning coffee sips, turned into rushed gulps to make sure I felt the effects before my 11 am, after a night of work not making it home until 3 am. 

But to me, this was a good thing. 

It was good that I was instantly sucked into my day, because honestly making my own schedule was not working for me. 

It’s funny because I know for most people that’s the dream, and I had the foundation to build that life for myself. 

Yet, I felt way better about myself knowing that my professors expected to see me in class every day, how my boss relied on me to answer the phone, and how my fellow bartenders and I gave each other dramatic welcomes when we showed up to work.

This is what I needed. This is what was going to make me feel fulfilled I thought, and it did, and it still does.

I spent a decent amount of time trying to trial and error all these “productive ways of living” most didn’t stick but the little bit I got out of it worked out for the better:

 There’s still so much for me to learn and that excites me. 

So much will change over the years, but that’s growth, that’s experience and it’s so refreshing to find these little moments in life, like your morning coffee, where you can look back and see all these things that have happened for you, all the lessons you will learn, and the possibilities you will have.  

And that, my friends, is how my practice of now was brought about.