my fresh start.

Coming back to my small town, Indiana home after living in Costa Rica for ten months requires a fresh start.

The person I was ten months prior can only be captured in photographs.

I feel totally changed.

But coming back home has a tendency to set things back. You come back to things that haven't changed, which makes it difficult when you have. Your room is the same, your car is the same, it's like the things in your house haven't moved a single inch. They were just waiting for you to return.

And so, you're tempted to fall back into your same routines. Do the same things, eat the same things, see the same things. Monotony.

But this time, I'm starting fresh.

My life has changed.

I refuse to go back. I'm only going forward.

And so, I'm starting with the small stuff.

I am moving into my brother's old room.

I painted it bright yellow to make me smile every day.

I put in new contacts yesterday (fresh contacts are one of the greatest feelings).

I just turned 22.

I'm looking for a job.

I'm starting school.

I'm throwing things out.

And now I'm starting a new blog.

And it feels grand.

I'm excited to start writing about all the "fresh-ness" in my life.

All the awe and wonder.

The happiness.

The sadness.

Documenting the meaningless episodes of my life, the funny thoughts that slip into my head at random, the life-changing moments, the eye opening lessons learned, the ridiculousness.

Everything.

So here I am.

About to try this again.

F-R-E-S-H S-T-A-R-T.

Bring it on.