Blurb Day 1??

Hi! Ummm soooo....

I'm a bit new to the whole blogging thing. I feel like it's something I've always heard other people talk about but I haven't seen anyone really *do* without a big paywall in front of it. Is it just someone yapping about their own life experiences to an empty void, just a voice echoing in a dimly lit hallway? Or is it something much simpler than that? Just some words on a screen. I don't know. I suppose we'll find out together.

My day was really weird. I mean, most days are, especially if you're me, but I think I did something that made whatever karmic balance in the universe mad, because I got stung by a wasp and twisted my ankle within the same hour. Like. Seriously bad luck. Not really sure what the deal was today. 

And I keep telling myself, "Hey, it could've been worse!" And like, yeah, duh. It can always be a million times worse. Always. But then I got picked up from work and got salads with my mom, so maybe today isn't the absolute worst. I didn't think it was, but it was almost as if there was this little voice in my head saying, hey, don't cry, chick fil a cob salad, okay?

It's silly but the way just a little positivity after some ridiculous bad luck always seems to change the whole day around, and almost erase the whole stinging-pin needles-in-my-palm pain and ankle aching. Almost. But I still have a bit of baking soda on my palm. I think I accidentally got a few crumbs of it in my laptop's keyboard too, lol. But as always, it could've been worse.

Do you ever think about how your day would've gone if you had made one small choice differently? I think that might've been what I was subconsciously building up to in this post. Like, for instance, most days after work I have to walk around the city where my job is until my dad, who works at the same job but later hours, gets off of work, because we carpool together in the mornings. So I'm stuck far away from my home, almost a thirty minute drive and a three mile bridge away, for at least four hours a day, which means I have to make tons of choices every day. Should I take a different path? What should I eat for lunch? *Where* should I eat? Should I chance it and walk 3 miles for a good sandwich? I've just always wondered if one small choice would change my life. Whether walking just an inch to the left one day would completely change my reality. What if one day I skip instead of walk and end up flying away? I don't know. Sometimes I wish that was the case. But only so that I could fly.