Trip to Memphis to visit my family.
Two weeks ago I went to visit my granny, uncle, and cousin who reside in Memphis. I always ingest more dairy than usual when I'm there, putting heavy cream in my Keurig coffee.
The first night I was there my cousin took me to her friends house for whatever was happening over there. We played “never have I ever” 😅 and I lost of course because I'm out in the world enjoying all that it has to offer. I had ten years on these kids, ten years of life, delight, and a little madness. It was fun talking to them about their hopes for their futures, and their hesitations too. I tried as much as I could to tell them that they didn't have to have it all figured out. Most people my age still don't have it all figured out.
Life isn't something to be “figured out”, it's something to enjoy and marvel at…in all the hilarious ways it expresses itself.
Just when I think I have it figured out, I don't. It's truly the scenario of the more I know, the more I know how little that I know. Whether you attribute this quote to Plato or Aristotle, you get the same vibe.
If you're still following, here's a picture of my cousins cat, Mozzarella.
I sleep on an air mattress in a small interesting room.
I mostly chill, drink too much coffee, and chat with my grandma while I'm there.
I feel good in Memphis hanging out with my grandma even if we have little squabbles over a hair flip.
The cheese, is always watching.
On my last night we went to eat at the restaurant where my cousin is working on her break. I had a steak because sometimes it is called for.
I'll be going back in a few weeks to keep granny company while my uncle is out of town. My cousin heads off for a year in Ireland soon and I'm hoping to swing a visit to her in the spring.
Memphis was good to me.
My car with it's fresh engine made it there and back, life is good.