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Tomorrow's Tomorrow

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Carpe Diem.
YOLO.
Seize the day.

Whatever you want to call it, it involves enjoying the moment.

Which can sometimes be difficult. Especially when maybe you are always thinking about all the things to do tomorrow and so you plan today around tomorrow. Or it's even worse and you plan today and around tomorrow's tomorrow and then all the sudden you think, shoooot. what the freak am I doing. 

Because tomorrow's potential can sometimes rob you of today's joy. 

My little brother is a great example of recognizing each day's gifts.

He knows that you only live once.
And that little things
like caterpillars and snails
and sunsets and peaceful nights
and Chipotle at any hour
should be appreciated and cherished.

And while I know that planning and looking to the future is a good life skill, I know it's not the most important thing.
I know today should be seized.
Not only for homework or work or getting other random things done.

But for jumping in swimming pools with your clothe…

It's all a hot mess

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Inspired by a wise German professor, this week's blog starts with something deeply profound.

"The reality is that everyone's life is a mess."

Said by aforementioned wise German professor.
Potentially first coined by Winston Churchill.

In other words, it's all just a hot mess.
All of it.


So why even bother to try to clean things up. Why pretend it's not a mess when it definitely is.




Here a couple of examples of the definition of "hot mess" in case you think your life is never a hot mess.


When one's thoughts or appearance are in a state of disarray but they maintain an undeniable attractiveness or beauty. (Urban Dictionary)apersonorthingthatisamess,asinbeingdisorganized,confused,oruntidy,yetremainsattractiveorappealing: (Dictionary.com)a person or thing that is spectacularly unsuccessful or disordered. (Google)
I don't know if those definitions make you feel better, but I love them. Sometimes there is just no better way to describe an action than…

Little Boxes

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I'm afraid of a lot of things.
Like spiders.
Moldy food. 
Not drinking enough water.
Small talk. 
Dirty kitchens.

You know, normal fears.

But there is one thing that scares me more than all these things combined: being stuck in a box.Not a literal box (though that sounds a little freaky too), but a figurative one--one that the world makes for me and I (accidentally) submissively enter.
forever. 

Boxes.
Cookie cutters.
Means of conforming. 
Sameness.

Those are other normal fears, right?

Because I think we all want to be different in some way--I mean, come on. If trillions of individual snowflakes are all different, there has to be something unique about each of us. Something preciously distinct. I'm guessing people don't want to get lost in the crowd, and I am especially terrified of losing myself and whatever potentially makes me...offbeat if I get pushed into a box that looks just like everyone else's box.

PAUSE ALL THE THINGS RIGHT NOW AND LISTEN TO THIS SONG.   Little Boxes

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Hello, I'm Claire.

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I took a long summer break from blogging.
From this blog that is.
Because I actually did write about the exciting things that happened during my suitcase days all over Europe. But not here. Rather here. 

And then I decided life wasn't getting anymore exciting so I should probably stop blogging.
Yet here we are. Well, I'm here. And you're there if you're reading this.

I'm back in Provo. Trying to introduce myself in unique ways because meeting people can be tiresome. Which may or may not include the following:

I live in a really cute apartment. With an ideal window for watching people as they walk down the street. (So yes, basically I'm a stalker)I pretend to be various inanimate objects when I don't know what to say to people. Except that usually backfires because as it turns out, I still look like a human no matter how I bend myself. (So yes, I can be incredibly socially awkward)I hate on America sometimes. Not because I actually hate living here but just b…