My First Blog

I guess this is a time for a lot of firsts for me. I am currently sitting on a bus that is headed to New York City. This will be a first for me, as were many of the things that happened over the last ten days. Most people are uncomfortable with firsts. Often times firsts can evoke a dusty emotion that we suppress deep down in some alley way in our souls. If I am honest will myself I can easily say that firsts can be both so good and so bad. The first time I held a girl's hand, so good. The first time she broke my heart, well . . . so bad. I have experienced a lot of firsts in my day. Everything from breaking a bone, to tasting my first birthday cake. I have jumped off the third highest bungee in the world, I have gone caving in Budapest and canyoning in Switzerland, I have eaten a scorpion in China and spear-fished in Japan, I have known life to be beautiful and have become painfully aware of its injustice. Through all of this, good and bad, I love firsts. They are constant reminder this beautiful, dynamic journey we call life. I encourage you to seek some firsts today because I can promise you that you never remember them like your first.

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