I just finished reading Jonathan Livingston Seagull.
Amazing book. Inspirational. One that I think everyone should read.
-Addy

Observer

I had received the book, Jonathan Living Seagull by Richard Bach, in gift a year back. Thereafter, I have read it quite some time. It is quite short and simple story. But every time I read it, I found new meaning , better understanding.

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The story is about Jonathan Livingston Seagull , an ordinary seagull who is more interested to know about flying then just eating fish. Soon his parents grow worried that why he can’t be like other in the Flock, leaving low flying to albatross. Jonathan tries to be like other gulls but soon he is back experimenting different kinds of flying. But after many efforts he fails in flying efficiently and eventually decides to quit and join the Flock, that would make everyone happier , thinks Jonathan. While returning to the Flock, he discovers how to fly like falcon and is able to set the highest…

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When did we grow up?

When did we grow up? Because somewhere down the line it happened. Now my friends are getting married, they’re having kids, they’re joining the Army, and they’re living life. College is no longer a thing simply talked about, it’s a thing that’s here. Graduation is no longer a three years from now thought, it’s knocking on the door. It’s saying, “I’m coming. This spring I’m coming.”

So when did we grow up? When did things change? It’s amazing at how life shifts, and things change, all within the blink of an eye.

Insomnia

My family and I got hit with the flu bug about a week and a half ago, and while I’m feeling better now it’s completely thrown off my sleep.

(Last night)

11:30 p.m. – Well, I’ll read a few more chapters of my book.

12:30 a.m. – Alright, I really need to get to sleep now.

1:00 a.m. – My mind is reeling, I feel like it’s an old projector that keeps reeling, and reeling, and reeling, and won’t shut off.

2:00 a.m. – Finally, asleep,

4:30 a.m. – Woken up by my little sister. Ahh, are you kidding me?

5:00 a.m. – Trying to fall back to sleep, because I’ve only been able to sleep for 2 and a half hours, but the projector’s back to reeling, and my mind just won’t stop.

5:30 a.m. – Still awake.

6:00 a.m. – Finally, finally able to sleep a little bit more.

Gypsy Life

Gypsy

1. A member of a people that arrived in Europe in migrations from northern India around the 14th century, now also living in North America and Australia. Many Gypsy groups have preserved elements of their traditional culture, including an itinerant existence and the Romany language.
2. gypsy One inclined to a nomadic, unconventional way of life.

3. A person who moves from place to place as required for employment

So there you have it. According to definitions two and three, I am a gypsy.

Here’s a list of all of the places I’ve lived so far, and approximately the year we moved:

LaCrosse, WI -1995

LaCrosse, WI -1996

York, NE-1997

Minneapolis, MN- 1998

Rockland, WI -1999

West Salem, WI -2000

LaCrosse, WI -2001

Rochester, MN -2002

Rochester, MN -2003

Dubuque, IA – 2004

Dubuque, IA -2006

LaCrosse, WI -2008

Dixon, IL -2010

Prophetstown, IL -2010

Hazel Park, MI – 2012

Ohio 2013… here I come.

January 21, 2013

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” — Mark Twain

I’ve had this blog for a year now today. A year now today. Crazy, huh? It’s amazing at how fast that time has flown.

I may not write often, but you can guarantee life is a never ending adventure on this end of the screen.

I just got back yesterday from a small town in Ohio, where I found out my new zip code will be located. It’s a small town, much like where I was living in Illinois; much like the one I’m often homesick for.

I’m excited.

I’m nervous.

I love adventure.

I promise I’ll write soon.