Feeling lucky...

Alrightyyy!

Welcome... Welcome back? First off, I really appreciate you guys wanting to read what I write.

So, it has definitely been a while since I’ve written a blog post, but yeah. Lately I’ve just really wanted to write something. And I’ve really wanted to reshape my image as a writer… I feel like that sounds so silly, but I’ve just really wanted to dive deep into the things I love writing about.

My ultimate goal is and really always has been to travel and document stories of people, places and things. Just to give you some reference as to what I mean by that, I want to go to other parts of the United States, other countries, all that, and just speak to your average civilian, or business owner, or little kid, or literally any person willing to speak to me at all and just hear about their background. I feel like they’re are so many subtleties between different cultures of groups, populations, even families and I just want to learn about as much of that as I can. And I mean if I could make a career-type-of-thing out of sharing that with other people, that would be the job of my dreams. And I don’t really think I have to defend my case here, but in no way would I be driven by trying to make a living off of that. I more so have the idea of, “If you love what you do, you won’t work a day of your life,” or just the whole mindset of, I think it’s so important to live life listening to others and pass down these lessons and stories in the future.

So yeah. I’ve had these dreams for a while and over time they’ve taken different shapes, but we’ll see what happens. Who knows what the real outcome will be? Also, though, I truly believe that the outcome is never going to be a defined thing. Over time, different things have come into my life that are things that I have dreamed about. And if that’s how my life pans out for the rest of it, I would be living my dream. Haha, how many times will I say that!!

Right now, however, I’d have to say I am kind of living my dream already. My dreams of walking around a chilly college campus at night, illuminated by the streetlights on the side of the pathways. On my way back from turning in an assignment, bundled in my long jacket, headed in the direction of my dorm where I’ll meet all my friends in the lounge to unwind after a long day.

My dream of spending Saturdays snowboarding, coming back to a cozy bedroom, making hot tea, watching my favorite T.V. show, all before putting on our snow boots to go see a friend sing in an acapella concert.

Another is working hard during the summer, and spending every other waking moment at the beach, or on bike rides, or by a fire, or watching Dirty Dancing on a projector, barefoot, wearing a bikini at all times.

And then on top of all that, having the privilege of talking to and hearing from so many hard-working people doing interviews and transcriptions for Grumpy Magazine, a literal LIFETIME dream of mine.

So, just to name a few things, but everything up to this point that I’m at in life has been a dream. A dream that I didn’t really know I was dreaming of. There are so many times where I’m just walking on my college campus, or sitting beside my friends on the beach, or cooking next to my mom in the kitchen while seventies music is blasting, where I’m just like, “I am so lucky”.

And of course, with the circumstances our world is facing right now, things have been different, but I still am able to count my blessings every day. I think this time has made my blessings even more outlined. There has been so much stripped away from “normal life” that I have no choice but to acknowledge the good. What I mean by that is, when I’m missing being at college, I’m so grateful that I have that to miss. I’m so glad I love it so much that I do miss it. When we were told to quarantine, I was grateful to have a family who I love being around, and brothers around my age who I could hang out with every day and always have an amazing time with. And when the tears would start flowing occasionally, I was grateful to have my mom and my best friends to lean on, to cry to, and sometimes to cry with.

Okay, also… I am so grateful for the people in my life who are so on board with the bazaar ideas I have, or the ones who not only always push me to write, but even feed me ideas for things to write, or even new names for my blog… you know who you are ;)

Once again, as always, I apologize for the mishmash of ideas, but I just wanted to spill my guts here. I’ve got lots on my mind these days. And I’ve been dreaming so much about the future and right now.

But, “right now”, that brings me to my last point. My new blog name, park it righttt here. To start the “righttt” has three t’s because that was the only way I could use the blog name on Instagram. And if you know me, you know how much I love sharing photos and videos in addition to writing. But I decided to change my blog name to park it righttt here because P.S. Life Happens, while I loved it, just seemed to have some kind of negative connotation in my head. Like, “eh... life happens” *shrug shoulders*. And park it righttt here, at least for right now, gets the idea across of sitting and basking in the now, enjoying the moment, appreciating your dreams coming to life right before your eyes. And of course, I had to incorporate my name somehow.

So, thank you so much for reading!!!

I don’t know if that made any sense to you, or if it made you feel any kinds of emotions, or remind you of any memories or anything but I’d really love for you to share that with me either privately or right on this post if you can comment.

My old blog posts will be linked if you’d like to read some of that stuff. While I’m happy to keep progressing writing, I still love reading what I wrote in the past and reliving some of that stuff.

But thank you again for being here!

SO MUCH LOVE,

Parker