I'm not sure what it is about today, but I feel like getting into trouble. It started at mass, when a longtime friend of my mom's saw me and said "Hey, there trouble!" which is what he always calls me (he probably doesn't remember my name). Then I was looking at photos from Andrew's brother's girlfriend, Hannah, who is currently studying abroad in Ireland. And that made me remember my study abroad experience in Australia. Then I watched Crocodile Dundee III with my family. And Mick Dundee is excellent at getting into trouble. Finally, I am listening to Blue County (a great, but completely obscure country band...check them out) whose songs are all about nostalgia and fond memories of the trouble you get into as a teenager.
And now I just want to go looking for some trouble. Nothing serious, mind you. Just an adventure, a little healthy, young-people-are-dumb-but-didn't-we-have-a-good-time sort of trouble that I can look back on when I have kids and say, "Yeah, your mom was pretty cool back in her day." That's the stuff.
I love a little trouble. I think mistakes and broken hearts and tattoos and adventure is what life is all about. You never feel more alive than when you've got adrenaline pumping in your ears. A little recklessness never hurt anybody--as long as it's a little. But it sure does give you some good stories. One of my favorite stories to tell people is the time my sister and I went zoorbing and hang gliding and sky diving all in one day. Now, that's not trouble in the general sense, but its adventure. And people think I'm really cool, which is an added bonus.
So here's to adventure. Narrow escapes. Mistakes. Looking for a little trouble. And of course, the friends you find it with. That's all of you guys ; )
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