My Shenandoah, I Long to Meet You

Another weekend, another walk in the woods.

My recent outdoor adventures may suggest that I have a one-track mind, but it’s not completely my fault: this hiking thing is truly addictive. That’s something I never thought I’d say, given all the family vacations during which my little brother and I grumbled through our forced marches through the wilderness. But now that my rear end is firmly planted in a swivel chair for forty hours a week, I all but catapult myself out of the suburbs once Friday rolls around. And there’s no better way to sever yourself from the daily grind than to clamber up a mountain, frolic your way down, fill your lungs with crisp air and watch fog tumble into the Shenandoah Valley.

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Easy as Pie

If there’s one thing I miss about college life, it’s the proximity to my friends. Yes, sharing 600 square feet with three other girls became grating by senior year—in retrospect, I think we were literally running into each other in our tiny kitchen. No, I don’t miss our upstairs neighbors; christened “The Stompers,” they not only enjoyed jumping (with astounding force) from their bunk beds at 7 a.m., but also played five instruments between them (badly, and loudly).

But nothing beats the commiseration/coffee breaks with friends as you lock yourselves in the library together, or the run-ins with casual acquaintances that you can’t really orchestrate. My college campus did all the social heavy lifting, which is especially important when you’re an introvert like myself. Just by virtue of bumping into characters on the street, I received party invitations, fell into impromptu catch-up sessions, and found company for walks to the farmers market. No effort necessary! Life was good.

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West Virginia, Mountain Mama

It’s much easier to go adventuring when you have a car.

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This probably does not come as surprising news to you, but as a first-time car owner, it’s been a revelation. Since leaving my car-owning parents for college, I’ve been entirely at the will of Washington D.C.’s public transportation system. It’s a fine one, but bone-chilling winds, heavy bags of groceries, and the occasional torrential downpour can throw a wrench into one’s errands or commute.

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An Introduction

Well, hello there! (Yes, I realize that there’s nobody out there yet. I am, however, comfortable with talking to myself.)

I’ve decided to take a flying leap into the abyss of the Internets and try my hand at blogging. It feels only natural for someone who misses the writing assignments of long-ago high school English classes—and someone who’s itching to learn more about her camera. And why not share the love? I’ve long been a lurker on my favorite blogs, culling inspiration (and recipes) from their posts, but have never really given back to the community.

Plus, there’s lots to mull over. As other recent college grads can attest, this point in life is both momentous and confusing: we have our entire life stories waiting to be written, but all these choices and options can feel paralyzing. I’m reminded of an issue of Psychology Today that my roommates and I often flipped through, pausing at the dog-eared article entitled “The Art of Now.” It was a six-step, detailed list providing instructions on how to stop overthinking and start living in the moment. Ironic, no? But paradoxically, that’s sort of the perfect way for my list-making self to start exploring. With endless directions to turn now that I’m living on my own, a little organization helps me focus my spontaneity. Most often, I turn to lists to find direction, whether they be to-do lists, life lists, wish lists—heck, even New Year’s resolutions! I just can’t fight my natural planning tendencies, and I may as well use my OCD powers for good rather than evil.

So it feels like a natural step to start publicly checking things off my lists on this blog. I hope you stick around (or rather, join me) as I start writing my story.