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get lost kid

“How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you were?” -Satchel Paige

Everyone is busy today. Andrea is nannying till late + band practice after that. Mollie and Aaron are mattress shopping for their new apartment. Hannah left about an hour ago to visit her boyfriend Daniel in Carthage. And Spade is busy making a seating chart for her wedding coming up next month.

So after sleeping in (for the third lovely day in a row), I decided to go for a long run through campus. I put on my old, holey sneakers, left my phone dead on the bedroom floor, and completely forgot about the to-do list I made last night. And why not? It’s such a beautiful day! The sky is perfectly blue and the temperature is hovering just around 80 degrees. You can almost hear music bouncing off the trees and street pavement.

Spade gave me a few suggestions of good streets to venture down. And as I was walking out the door, she added in a cheery voice of caution, “Don’t get lost!” Yet, I couldn’t help but think like an adventure-crazed kid: I really hope I do.

After a few recognizable turns and the Saint Mary’s School in plain view ahead, I trucked along towards familiar territory (again). Before taking a right on Hillsborough Street, I noticed a dirt path to my left. It winded down a hill and disappeared into a thicket of bright green trees. I took one last look at the cars whizzing down Hillsborough and then headed down the path.

It didn’t take me far, but I enjoyed the nice break in scenery. I met an old golden retriever and his similar looking owner, and then carried on my way past a creek and over a bridge.

The path didn’t take me far, but far enough to get me—you guessed it—very, very lost.

After enjoying the thrill of getting tangled up in one of Raleigh’s safest neighborhoods, I eventually made it home without even trying.

I forgot how easy it was to be a kid. I forgot what it felt like to just go outside without any purpose but to explore. I know growing up is all about finding yourself, but I think it’s also important to not try too hard.

So here’s a little harmless advice for this summer: take chances, be flexible, go with the flow—and get lost kid!

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may 17, 2011

Summer is here!

I spent most of yesterday driving up I-85 to the humble city of Raleigh, North Carolina. Only one week before I begin my summer job at the Athens Country Club, I decided the greatest use of my beforehand time would be spent relaxing with my best friend Andrea.

So here I am.

We woke up late. Spent the morning talking in bed. Put on our tennis shoes, and walked down to the local burger joint on the corner of Peace Street and Glenwood Avenue. After lunch and a trip to the grocery store, we watched the entire season 4 of Boy Meets World.

We have just finished a tasty home-cooked dinner (thanks to Andrea) and the newest episode of Glee. And now, I’m happy to say that I am dominating a game of Banana Grams on the family room floor.

See ya tomorrow,

la

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