Today I uploaded a new video on my YouTube channel, “Switching Stuff Up”. It is a little video of me changing a few things in my room that I thought you guys may enjoy, but that is not all this post is about.
Lately I have been bursting with ideas to share with family, friends and the world so I am going to be making some changes. I want to try and upload videos more frequently, and post on my blog weekly.
This change will hopefully benefit me by giving myself a consistent outlet for what I love doing and everyone who takes time out of their day to read or simply appreciate what I create.
I remember when an eraser was my best friend. With a few strokes, that unplanned line was long gone, or a misspelled word had vanished from my page.
I loved writing in pencil because nothing was “set in stone”. You had unlimited do overs, infinite lives.
Now, note the past tense, loved. Because while I used to bask in the idea of erasing it all away, I learned that (figuratively and literally), mistakes can be good.
I now write in pen, for most of what I do. I love seeing where I started with something, versus where I end up.
Mistakes and ideas can be built upon and turned into something beautiful, even better. Not everything has to be picture perfect, so don’t hide your mistakes.
Why do I love fall?
I love fall because of the sound the leaves make as I walk down my street, crunching under my worn-in black vans.
I love fall because of the cool crisp breeze that is pushing at my back as a step onto the bus, heading downtown. The breeze that allows me to retire all my shorts and t-shirts, breaking out beloved sweaters from the depths of my closet.
I love fall because as I sit down in my seat, it is “socially acceptable” to whip out my headphones from my backpack, and play jams such as “September” and “Sweater Weather” on repeat, without getting sick of the season-related tunes.
I love fall because as I walk into the coffee shop I am embraced by the sweet smells of pumpkin, cinnamon as well as other spices. Soft chatter of university students back in town surrounds me, greeting friends while clutching coffees with bright smiles on their faces.
A similar smile lights up on my own face, when I see my friends waiting for me in the corner of the store, ready to study for our first test of the year.
The corner where the light shines the brightest, lit up by the Halloween-inspired fairy lights hanging on the wall.