I had the pleasure of talking to a pretty special person yesterday. He's a new friend, and has such an interesting perspective on life. He makes me so comfortable that when I talk to him conversation comes so easy, and I honestly feel like I can say whatever and he won't judge me or think I'm weird.**** So towards the end of the night he turns to me and says, "Can I ask you something?"

me: "Sure..."

him: "Sooo, you don't have a boyfriend, you just graduated, you have a very flexible job, you're beautiful, the world is at your fingertips..."

me: "Where are you going with this?"

him: "That's my question. What are you doing with your life? You can do anything you want, you're not tied down. So why are you still here?"

me: "ummm... I don't know."

him: "What are you passionate about? Like seriously passionate about? What brings you joy?"

me: (instantly) "Art, photography, history."

him: "So why don't you go take pictures? Take a spontaneous trip, move to a new city? You have the resources... just go."

So my question is, what am I doing? I'm such a Type A personality, I need to have my things in order. I need to know I'm going to have a paycheck, a place to come home to. But why do I need to know those things? Doesn't God always provide everything you need? Everything. Does his provision ever stop just because we might not be making the best decisions? Are there limits to His provisions?? I don't think so. God will always take care of me, and allow me the opportunity to get what I need. I'm not going to pretend that I had some sort of epiphany, but he definitely got me thinking. What am I waiting for? Am I scared? Should I just face my fear?

With that being said... here's my New Years resolution:
To take one spontaneous trip. By myself. Before the end of the year.
Go somewhere for a weekend, take pictures, tour museums. Spend sometime by myself, maybe make a new friend, do what I love without any limits.

****for all you nosey readers (you know who you are), don't get any ideas about interogating me about this.