i want more.
yet i hold myself back from it. (i think)
this needs to change.
i refuse to simply be the overcomplicating, overanalyzing girl obsessed with spreadsheets.
random, only halfway planned weekend trips are in order. even if they require you to drive 8 hours one way, stay somewhere 4 hours, and come back the same day. they need to happen, they make me feel alive.
spreadsheets are necessary to an extent, but sometimes i need to be torn away from them and swept away into an adventure.