LOVE WHERE YOU LIVE.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
This summer, through an interesting and unexpected turn of events, I found myself temporarily ‘homeless’. My previous home had sold quickly, and the new house (under construction) kept getting pushed back... so here I was in the middle not knowing where I should go or how long this would take. Fortunately, I found an awesome apartment in the HEART of the Mill District that was going up for sublet, and having never lived IN the city before decided to jump on it. After all, I’ve always been NEAR the city, how different could it really be to move downtown??⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Y’ALL this was a summer I’ll never forget. My little studio apartment left me looking for other things to do, anything just to see something than those same four walls. With so much happening right outside my doorstep, I found myself checking out the farmers markets, art and music festivals, even #minneapolis staples like the Stone Arch, the Falls, the abundance of parks and trails and gardens... all of these things that I’ve always known about, always had ample opportunity to experience, but never did... Why is that? Why do we tend to take for granted the beauty all around us? Why do we scoff and steer clear of the ‘touristy’ things in our own neighborhoods?⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Pride? Or the illusion of more time?⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
We live in a culture that glorifies travel and exploration (#wanderlust right), but typically only when that travel is to places of more grandeur and excitement - not to a place you see from the interstate on your way to work everyday. However, I can honestly say I LIVED more this year than in any year before by simply allowing myself to be the tourist in my own home.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
So this is my friendly reminder for you, no matter where you are, get out and appreciate all there is to be seen in your own neck of the woods. Whether you’re surrounded by a city skyline or a body of water or a row of cornfields... it’s actually pretty dang amazing when you think about it.