Rule breaker

Friday morning, I woke up here:


Literally. I literally woke up under the sky, wrapped up in a sleeping bag, in my camping chair.

I had to break a lot of rules to get there, and I’m so glad I did.

I don’t know about you, but I grew up with a lot of rules. Some of the most important rules, the ones that affected me the most, were unspoken. It took me a long time to identify those rules. I really had to dig, to think about them, to think about why I was doing the things I was doing, why I was scared, why I deal with life the way I do and approach life the way I do.

If I hadn’t figured out those rules, and then started breaking them, I would have missed so much.

I would have missed this magical experience of watching meteors streak above me all night. Of falling asleep and waking up and having the sky as my ceiling. Of meeting new people and talking about constellations and laughing about what we’d call them if we were in charge.

Of feeling like I stepped out of life for a night, or perhaps into it. Maybe that’s what breaking those rules that don’t serve us, maybe that’s what that does — it allows us to both step out of our lives and into them, all at the same time.

4 thoughts on “Rule breaker

  1. I had to drive a couple hours to see them, it was worth it though.
    I also felt like crap for a couple days after, I don’t bounce back after an all-nighter like I used to LOL.
    Good to hear from you, my friend.


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