They say that your twenties are supposed to be the best years of your life...I'm about to find out.

I turned twenty at an eighties themed house party in Nashville, Tennessee. I was standing on an ottoman in the corner of a dark basement surrounded by people I didn't know while the band played "Waiting On the World to Change" by John Mayer. I couldn't have imagined a more perfect moment if I'd wanted to. For the first time in a long time I felt completely free, independent and happy with my life. I'd finally done something for me.

Rewind about six weeks. I was miserable and overwhelmed - feeling stuck in the decisions I had made that led me to that point. I'd wake up at seven every morning to get ready for work and wouldn't get back to my apartment and my luxurious twin sized bed until almost midnight. I was exhausted and bored of the same routine day after day. Monotony is not for me. I knew there had to be away to add a little excitement into my life. Just a little.

So I booked a flight to Nashville. Well, first I called my friend that lives in Nashville to ask if I could visit. And then I booked a flight to Nashville for my birthday weekend. Now I don't want to sound like an ungrateful bitch - I was very fortunate to be where I was in life at that point, but I had always craved spontaneity and adventure and finally (somewhat) had the means to do something about it. 

I have an article bookmarked on my computer, it's labeled "MY FUTURE - DO NOT IGNORE". I encourage you to go ahead and read the full article, because it really opened my eyes. But heres the two sentence summary:

"The honest truth – I never have the money I need to travel, but I buy the ticket anyway. I’ve realized that money comes and goes, but the more I make, the harder it is to part with it and weirdly, the less I have, the easier it becomes to budget."

While I don't consider myself to be quite as impulsive or adventurous as Kate from the States, I definitely aspire to have the same spirit as she does. I may never drop everything and move to the other side of the world (that's a lie-I'm doing exactly that in July), but I always want to make sure that I am living out my dreams and making the most of every moment of my life. And that started when I booked that flight to Nashville.

Even though the moment I turned twenty was just that - a moment, it is an experience that I know I will remember for the rest of my life. I don't remember whose house I was at that night or the names of all of the people I talked to (and they were some pretty interesting people), but I do remember how happy and alive I felt. And that's a feeling that your body and mind don't let you forget.

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