California

After three days in Northern California, the unthinkable has already happened - I am waking up every day with a  smile. Perhaps it is the sunny days, the broad open roads, or the skies of the purest azure, but life here is just so...good, in the simplest way possible. How could you look out the window at this scenery and not be happy? Combine this gorgeous weather with great coffee and never-ending wine country, and you have the formula for happiness. In fact, the huge smile on my face is more likely the product of a hangover, but who cares?

Tomorrow, I am heading to San Francisco. Cable cars, Fisherman's Wharf, hilly terrain, and tidal waves of gold rush history await. I'm only too eager to get there.

Born Rich (or Privileged?)

I just devoured a giant cupcake.

What does this mean? It means once again, I'm feeling anxious about life. Graduation is looming, I'm finishing up my last two college classes in five weeks. I have to begin my career soon and what if I fail at it? Some say expectation is the cause of all disappointment, and in my case, I have been feeding some pretty damn expectations into my own brain for years.

Although, after watching this documentary, I can't help but see parallels between them and myself. I constantly fret about my future, but I also want to stick a #FIRSTWORLDPROBLEMS sign on my forehead. Yes, I am a privileged middle class kid who worries about how I can make my life meaningful. Meanwhile, I really have no right to complain about anything when I've already been so lucky.

Sometimes I wish I could just grow up more.