I’ve noticed that as humans, we seem to create our own boundaries, our own ruts. We get in a groove and tie off our lives in a nice, little bow. After all, it’s easy. It’s safe. It’s comfortable.
This theory applies to relationships as well. Sometimes we think we know a person so well yet fail to recognize all of their inner complexities—the gray area within the black-and-white of the personality that we’ve affixed them.
That’s why I think it’s so refreshing to step back once in a while and regain perspective—whether that means retreating to an isolated place of reflection with a view or whether that means stepping out of ourselves and being spontaneous and carefree.
This is part of the reason why my best friend and I have begun planning out a 2,000 mile road trip amidst our collegiate midlife crisis. Luggage will be minimal. Our destination is both metaphorical and literal: the happiest place on earth. The one and only Disney World. More details sure to come.