I like to think that the meaning of life is to enjoy it as much as you can. It helps to keep me from worrying about what the fuck I'm doing with my life, and I try to have fun as much as I can. And I think I'm doing pretty well for myself. I have wonderful, amazing friends who are like family to me. I'm steadily employed. I live in a beautiful, exciting area filled with interesting, progressive people. I might not know where I want to be in 10 years but, yeah, so, what of it?
I've got that wanderlust.
I went to Burning Man last year for my first time. I knew it would be a learning experience but it ended up actually being just the beginning of a long learning experience still in progress. I definitely opened my eyes to a lot about life, living, people, myself, love, fear, independence, community... anyway what I'm trying to say is that I'm definitely going back there again and again.
I used to read A LOT, like, all the time. I always read during class in high school because I felt the lessons were very repetitive and I got bored. But college broke that habit. I had to start paying attention and participating in class, and the reading assignments were so long that I no longer had much time or felt like reading for pleasure. Now I can't remember the last time I finished a book. That makes me kind of sad but I know it's the same way for a lot of people.
TV shows ... Doctor Who, Firefly, Buffy, 30 Rock, Community, Archer, Parks & Recreation, Star Trek, True Blood.
My taste in music is mostly electronic these days. Bassnectar, Griz, ill.Gates, Opiuo, Zeds Dead, Mimosa, Excision, EOTO, Skream & Benga, Beats Antique ... you get the idea.
2. my parents, in small doses
3. cats, upon which to shower love and affection
4. the internet and/or a cellphone
5. a fifth thing