Mistakes

Derby Kansas

A small place where kids are raised. A place with Sunday schools and playgrounds. A place where news spreads at the speed of light. Even the weather is mild (thanks to the Indians).

Derby is small and comfortable and generally nice. It's been a nice place to grow and to learn but I feel like I have outgrown my home.

In no way do I think I am better than Derby, and I'm not deluded to think that I am an adult who has a life plan and aspirations to read the newspaper and wear suspenders. I know that I am still a child, but when does a child become an adult? Does living 365 days make you exactly one year wiser? Because I know many adults still immature and I know children wiser than most adults.

Age is just a number (I hate numbers) it means nothing, what is truly important is what you do in the days between each age. What you invest your time in, who you invest your time in.

This idea is what brought me to the conclusion that I need more experiences. Not even necessarily good ones but experiences that break me and change me because I need to grow. I need to get out and learn new words and meet new people. I need to learn how to deal with insurance companies and change a tire and drive stick. I need to get stuck on the side of the road without a phone and a realistic fear of being murdered. Maybe I need to make mistakes.

At the end I want stories to tell and scars to show, I want a full life.

Gonna travel the world

- Juuuuuustin

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(I realize this is half incoherent and scrambled, but it's been awhile I'M SORRY OK, I don't feel like rewriting or reading it again. Hashtag sorry not sorry)