Long time no blog post! I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, reflecting, and soul searching as of late.
Anyway, two days ago, I had a huge family dinner that was kind of last minute. Attending it made me late to a fitness class with a friend when we pulled the car up at the parking lot by the studio. We were eight minutes late. Everyone was warming up and in the middle of jumping jacks. We decided to bounce and cruise around instead.
Marcos asked me if I ever tried Ralph’s Famous Italian Ices. The name is so familiar to me, yet I can’t remember physically being to one and eating their ice cream. Basically, I was told I haven’t lived. To which I agree with to a large extent. I may have been merely existing for a huge chunk of my life, which is something I’m slowly but surely changing. Why? Because that’s not who I am. I’m not someone okay with being complacent. I am not okay with staying in one location until the end of time.
Similar to life and all that it has to offer, Ralph’s Famous Italian Ices has WAY TOO MANY CHOICES. The curse of the choice. It’s kind of ironic in a way. We want choice, but we don’t really want the nuisance of having to choose, nor do we want choice to the point where we’re totally frozen or confused. Yes, that was me. I was in total shock and in awe that there were 30+ flavors to choose from. It also opened my eyes.
It opened my eyes to how much of life I haven’t yet to experience, explore, and learn. Life. With every experience and flavor we try and take in, newfound knowledge and opinions result. New conversations. New sensations. New perspectives. I was thrilled. I am thrilled. We’re here on Earth for a finite period of time and something a lot of us (myself especially) can do more of is to live and live well- boldly, deeply, and fearlessly. If not now, when?
P.S. Thank you to the girl by the counter for letting me taste the final two flavors I decided between – strawberry cheesecake and tiramisu. The little things, you know? I’ll be back, Ralph’s, I’ll be back.
More posts soon,