T-shirt, Kohl's | Skirt, China | Bag, vintage Coach from Poshmark | Shoes, thrifted | Earrings, Forever 21
Photos by my brother
(Whoa, two ootd's in a row?! What is this sorcery?)
In episode one of my soap opera life, I spent the better half of senior prom waiting for the police on the curb of a bustling downtown street.
In episode two, a knee injury foiled my fall 2014 marathon plans. In episodes three and four, I completed my longest training run of 20 miles for a long-awaited spring 2015 marathon, only to be sidelined by a stress reaction.
In episode five, I broke my half-marathon PR by 5+ minutes. In episode six, I fell in love. In episode seven, I was accepted to study abroad all of the 2016-2017 academic year. In episode eight, I finally ran that damn marathon. In episode nine, I bid an indefinite goodbye to my upperclassman family at school, including my first love.
Now, I linger uncomfortably between seasons. This summer itself could warrant several episodes of its own--I lost close friends who'd I assumed would always be around, I took my first short but solo roadtrip, I experienced the numbing cubicle life, I discovered that one of my permanent teeth may fall out in the very near future and cause complications while I'm abroad (you know, that's what wisdom teeth are for--but joke's on me, because my wisdom tooth just on that side ain't coming down).
It's tough to have hope when life throws nasty obstacles your way. It's tough to have hope when the worst-case scenario becomes reality, but the worst-case scenario is even worse than you envisioned. It's tough to have hope with the inevitable tragedies of a soap opera-esque life.
But these challenges have built me. They have forced me to re-evaluate and reform. They have pushed me to become stronger, more efficient, and more real. They have empowered me.
And ironically enough, they've made me happier. After all:
“There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must have felt what it is to die...that we may appreciate the enjoyments of life.
Live, then, and be happy...and never forget, that until the day God will deign to reveal the future to man, all human wisdom is contained in these two words, 'Wait and Hope.'” --Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo
I will wait (actively) and hope. Next up, season two.