The guy at the roller rink

It's nice meeting new people.

When he walked in he looked like a mountain man; beard, shoulder length hair and all.

I didn't think much of him except that he seemed nice.

As the night progressed his smile kept catching my eye.

It seemed innocent and playful, kinda goofy.

I loved the way his smile made his eyes crinkle at the corners.

We talked a little and he made me laugh.

Dancing in the center of the roller rink I could tell he's a free spirit.

I may never meet him again but I'm glad I did.


Just to have a little innocent crush for a little while.

Just to smile for a bit.

Brand new

I keep cutting my hair because I crave change.

Things move so slowly when you're stuck.

For the first time in almost a year I can see an end in sight.

I'll never get stuck again, I'm saying no to the housewife, office job, boring schedule life that seems too pull so many people in.

Looking back at this blog from 2 years ago things are so much different, for starters almost everything I wrote about doesn't matter anymore.

Still one of the most eye opening experiences.

I'm so excited for this.