Y’all. Season 5 of Amazon’s Bosch is now streaming! Since its beginning I’ve thoroughly enjoyed the adaptation of Michael Connelly’s most popular character.
The show avoids the common shortfalls so many crime shows seem eager to embrace.
Harry is relentless in his pursuit of justice for every one of the victims he’s forced to investigate because in his view everybody counts or nobody counts.
Last year I got my mom to watch and we went through the first four seasons as fast as possible. And she was always wanting to keep watching when we’d stop.
Now go watch!
I know I told y’all about this when I went. But I enjoyed it so much I wanted to make a video about it too. So here it is!
I’ve said for awhile that I want to go to a literary festival AT SOME POINT. I still haven’t.
I’ve been reading about this year’s festival and it makes me want to go even more. I didn’t know it was on the USC campus and I didn’t know how ginormous it is.
Have you been to any type of literary festival? Or nah?
My new video for this week was about being okay when you’re not reading. And now I’ve gotta be true to that. I read one book at the beginning of March and haven’t read anything since.
I took two books with me on my trip, but I take books on every trip and I’ve never once read a single page. 😂 So I’m not going to stress about it. I’m now behind on my reading challenge, but WHO ISN’T? How are you doing with your reading?
It can be easy to get mad at yourself and to question things when you aren’t reading, but it’s okay not to read! This is coming from someone who read one book in March and y’all already know about my terrible reading in recent years. Now watch, please!
I’ve written about the importance of traveling on here before, but it was years ago. After the conclusion of my most recent trip I’m writing about it again.
Since April 2016 I’ve gone on five separate trips. The shortest of which was two calendar days and the longest was eight. I’ve enjoyed every minute of every one. But this isn’t a recap of any of them. This is about why I’m always planning my next trip and why I’m taking them more frequently.
What I do when I visit a new place depends entirely on where I’m going. I’ve walked the National Mall in DC and I’ve spent two days in the Museum of Fine Arts Boston. I’ve hiked through Valley of Fire outside Vegas and visited four different presidential libraries. Every place on the map has something different to offer. Which is why the number of destinations I have in mind is endless.
What happens when we visit a new place? We experience a different culture, a different way of life, and probably learn things we wouldn’t if we stayed home. It’s my single goal to learn all I can during the time I have. I’m 27. If I continue to broaden my horizon for years and decades to come, then once my time is up I’ll have experienced so much of what earth and its inhabitants have to offer. I cannot think of anything more fulfilling.
During the course of life priorities will always change. For example, right now I’m thinking of buying my first house. But I believe it’s extremely important to step away from the monotony of our day-to-day as much as we can and to use that time to learn and explore. Traveling takes a lot of planning, a lot of time, and often a lot of money. I most often go places for a week, but there’s no rule. If you have to save for a year for that trip of a lifetime you’ve always wanted to take, then do it. Or if you’d rather drive an hour outside your city to visit some place you’ve never been, it’s no different from visiting a city on the other side of the world.
Travel. As much as you possibly can. Because there’s an entire world out there for every one of us to see.
In yesterday’s post I told y’all my trip was over. And it is. I’m back home sleeping in my own bed for the first time in a week. But I have more I want to say about it.
This trip was exactly what I needed. I returned to work the first week of December and hadn’t taken any time off since. Every weekend feels like a mini trip for me, though I’m mostly lying in bed sleeping. No exaggeration.
It was nice to get out of my routine. I know everyone probably feels this way after taking time off work, but I really needed to focus on myself. I don’t think I have been. Not for a long time. This allowed me to do that. But I know myself. It won’t last. I tend to focus on the wrong people and things in my life. For example, ask me who I’m more likely to respond to in this scenario: a text message from someone who has made it clear they don’t really want me in their life in any capacity and someone who has made the opposite clear. Except it isn’t only texting. It’s hanging out. It’s wanting to do stuff. It’s talking. It’s asking for help. It’s everything. And it isn’t just one or two people.
This last week showed me that it’s okay to just think of myself. That I’m perfectly fine eliminating what should have been eliminated from my life a long time ago. That I can focus on the right people and doing what I love without needing anything from anyone who doesn’t want to be active in my life. It seems so simple when I type it out. But it isn’t. Not for me and probably not for most. In the hours since I’ve been home I’ve already realized how different it is when I’m here. I’ll fail in keeping my promise to myself. But I know now what it’s like not to. And for me, that’s something.