Here’s a concept: living a little. Sounds crazy. Maybe even difficult, or even a little bit impossible. But it is something I’m trying to do. And, it isn’t as bad as it sounds.

Saying yes more isn’t a bad, even though it kinda sounds like it could get you in trouble. But, when you have continually and consciously said no to things for a long time, saying yes is kind of an adrenaline rush. There is always going to be an excuse for saying no, but there will always be a reason for saying yes.

No, I wouldn’t say I’m particularly scared of anything (except frogs and escalators) but I don’t want to have any regrets of not doing anything. Unfortunately I have to keep reminding myself that these are the easiest years of my life. And that I need to have a little fun.

Force yourself to do stuff. Have fun.