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| Overlooking the river in Charleston for the Wine & Jazz fest 2003 |
I loved exploring those foothills of the Appalachians. I loved hearing about local foods and traditions (bungee jumping off a bridge for the end of whitewater rafting season?!). I loved whitewater rafting! I loved not knowing what might happen ahead of me. I will admit, that while I love our life...it's no longer unexpected. Many weeks are the same. Many summers are the same. I no longer feel like my life is in front of me (I don't think that I'm over the hill by any means but still...heading into middle aged quicker than I'd like).
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| I took this with a waterproof camera before heading into more rapids. New River Gorge-level 5 rapids- WV |
I had a dream last night that made me realize I miss that "new-ness" feeling. I moved five times (and in four states) from May 2001-Feb. 2008. I've now lived here in our townhouse longer than anywhere I've lived since moving out of my parents house for college when I was 18. I'm not complaining, but it is just sad to miss out on that feeling. I guess I should try to seek out some "new" things in life to keep it interesting.


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