What makes you feel alive?

What makes me feel alive:

I asked for a guitar last Christmas so I could learn and I try to practice at least 3 times a week.

I started reading books last year and I’ve clocked over 100 hours on my (ahem…Jared’s) Kobo. I thought I hated reading.

I love to take pictures with feeling.

I love to create art that moves me.

I learned how to snowboard when I was 18 and it helps me not hate winter.

I learned to longboard when Jared and I got married. It scares me a bit but I love it all the same.

I love to find new music and make the perfect playlists in Spotify.

I write music and although I don’t even know if I would go to my own concert (unless it was free maybe?), it makes me feel badass and happy.

I play video games because they are the quintessential combination of art, music, and experience.

If my daughter asks me to jump in the lake for a swim, my unwritten rule is that I will because I don’t want to be the boring parent and let Jared be the only fun parent. I’m going to be fun, dammit.

I turn on music almost every day and dance like a freak with my babies. I hope when they grow up they know that they can be weird and fun around me, they don’t have to wait until I leave the room.

I get travel anxiety pretty bad, but I try to travel.

I guess this blog kind of means that I like to write.

I want to live, experience, and be.

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What makes you feel alive?