You know that moment when you have finally done something that you've been meaning to do your entire life? When you finally [finally] check something off that Bucket List and know that you can really do anything, that you are capable of overcoming obstacles -- money, language barriers, fear, phone loss, lack of sleep, etc. -- and actually do the thing you have set out to do?

I don't remember feeling this content even after graduating from college. Perhaps a bit of it is jet lag [that, I have a sneaky suspicion, has only just begun for me] or being back in my place, at home with my roads and my shower and my cat or that giant weight that comes off of your shoulders when you see the entire world stretching out in front of you, all the while knowing it is your oyster.

I have no money. Legitimately $8 in my bank account to last me until I get paid again next week. We are running low on lots of groceries. My brother is graduating high school (!!) and I'll need a tank of gas to get me there and back to celebrate with him. I have homework due for my online class, and my internship starts a week from Monday. I've got to recruit walkers for my Walking for Dreams team by June 3rd. [WestMin's Diggity Dreamers, just in case you're wondering] Ralph really needs to lose his manhood. [he's getting quite testy .... hehe] I'm still checking regularly to see how my blog stalkers' stats are doing and wondering how they are taking all of my latest shenanigans.

I mention all of this, not to gripe or complain, but to show that life has not actually slowed down one iota. All that has changed is my perspective. This is the free-est, happiest, most content I think I've ever been. It's like coming to the end of a book series and being completely satisfied with the ending [never happens] or when you are afraid you're texting a boy too much only to find he's just as excited to hear from you each time [also never happens]. Something about this moment in time makes me feel completely and utterly whole

I am content.

This is a wonderful feeling. I hope to ride this glow of accomplishment, of adventure, of conquering the unknown, for a little while. So many people told me that traveling would change my perspective, introduce a new way of being into my existence that had heretofore been lacking. I had no idea what they meant, but I think I'm starting to catch on. This life that we are living is so much bigger, grander, not-Sarah-centered than I ever could have imagined two weeks ago.

I can't wait to see what adventures are in store for me -- for us, readers o' mine. ♥

We have so many pictures and stories and I'll share them all as soon as possible. Thank you for sharing this journey with me, for good-naturedly enduring my grandiose, dramatic pondering, and making me feel all the way around like the most loved, luckiest 25-year-old girl in the world.

Ever Your Plucky Picaroon


Sarah :: Plucky in Love

Sarah, aka "Plucky", blogs on the reg, unless she's on vacation or there's a Pretty Little Liars marathon or she's mulling over the implications of the phrase "on fleek." She can't live without iced coffee, a portable phone charger, or equal pay. Say hello!

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