Day 19: December 30
Brace yourself. It’s another day with Delta.
But this time, you’re too forlorn to make detailed notes about the experience. Because vacation’s over. It’s time to get back to all those things you’re avoiding back in Baltimore. It’s time to go home. Back to real life.
But remember, that’s joyous! You like Baltimore. (Even if you’ve yet to convince your landlord the value of a dog.)
You drag your feet through the airport like a pouting child, willing your four-hour layover to move quickly. It declines.
In the meantime, you continue with the email and hard drive clean up you’ve been pursuing all week.
You come across a folder labeled “for the blog.” You remember this as the folder you’ve been putting stuff in for the blog. You open it and realize that you’ve been slacking. You haven’t posted any of this stuff. And really, it’s not so much “stuff” as it is “photos that made you laugh.”
Whelp, better late than never, right?
Translation: Twenty-five is going home and dealing with real life and laughing at ridiculous things on the way. And realizing, at 10,000 feet, that you could be more. Much more. Because Twenty-five is more than “better late than never.” It’s showing up, ready to go. It’s being grateful for another day, another chance, to do something with your time. Your talent. Your mistakes.
Twenty-five is all that. Plus popcorn.
Writer’s Note: This post is part of a larger series called “Learning Twenty-Five.”