r e n e a

from tennessee to colorado | 23 | lover of all things slightly intellectual

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issa haircut 💇🏻

okay, so haircuts aren't really that big of a deal.. but kinda. especially if you haven't had one in a couple of years. and i haven't had short hair in an extremely long time. i can't believe i'm writing a blog about my haircut. this may be one of those things that should go in my diary and not on tumblr, but i don't have a diary, so here we are. also, i've been thinking about it nonstop, so i'ma white girl for a minute. to some people, it's a solid comfort. it's part of you and part of your personality and when it's gone, you change. and although that may be a little dramatic, it is undeniably liberating. it's a huge change to your appearance, which for some is traumatizing. i thought i would wake up the next day and just be devastated, but instead i had the complete opposite reaction. i woke up and felt like i was ten steps closer to the freedom i came chasing out here. but the bigger question is, why are we so possessive over something such as hair? i have seen people cry and be literally in a state of depression after cutting their hair. has society shaped us into people that care that much solely on our appearance? don't get me wrong, i loved my hair (some would call it conceited, but whatever) and to an extent, i was very attached. if i was still in tennessee, i would never have cut it off. but i moved half way across the country, and this is my year change. change is a good thing. besides, it's just hair. it'll grow back, right?

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one whole month 🌲🌍💛

so i’ve been here one whole month now. sorry i don’t post more blogs, i’m just still trying to define the line between what’s socially acceptable to post for the public. like i said, this is my first time doing the whole blog thing, and i’m figuring it out.

not much has changed since the last time i posted for y'all. i’m still having the time of my life, except now i’m a fourth place beer olympic winner (basically loser) and a supervisor at the north face in lionshead village. tuesday is still my favorite day of the week, the temperature is still super dramatic, i still miss my sisters and my bestfriend, and lily dipper w kombucha is still the best summer shandy.

enough facts though. before i decided to move out here, i was really looking for a way to actually step back from reality and reassess life and love and school and basically everything of any importance; more so because i wanted to change directions and less because i wasn’t in a good place. but to say that i made the right choice would almost be demeaning, because looking back on it now, it seems as if this move and this place and these people and this reality actually chose me.

it’s easy to say that i’m finding myself. i’m finding myself in nature and it’s mesmerizing beauty. i always thought tennessee was the most incredible place in the world. maybe because it was home to me, maybe because it actually is incredible and it will always be my home. but home is wherever you are and as beautiful as tennessee is, colorado is just as easy on the eyes. i’m finding myself in music, whether it’s a local band in a local bar, a jam band in the park, or a bluegrass band in the middle of the village, the tunes are just a little sweeter. but most importantly, i’m finding myself in good company, and i think that can speak for itself.

short story even shorter, it has only taken one whole month for me to realize that the more you love life, the more it loves you back.

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issa short story 💚

okay, so i just recently moved to colorado. and i wanna document my time here. this is my first blog, so bare with me. try to enjoy it. or don't. this is basically for me, and you can follow if you want. so when i decided to make the move to colorado (i act like that was a challenge, it was an easy decision to say the least) i had no idea what a summer season was like here. i would try to explain it but words don't justify it. it's kind of like a fairytale. today marks three weeks since i moved and i'm still looking for the words. maybe they'll come to me, maybe not. in the time i have spent here though, i have successfully tried my hand at rock climbing and shooting guns, hiked roughly twenty miles in the mountains, had the best 23rd birthday anyone could ask for, visited red rocks amphitheater to see umphrey's mcgee, and taken a ton of naps. (i am really good at napping) i got a job being a nanny out here to two of the sweetest kids in this valley, lucy and teddy. to say i got blessed by meeting this family is an extreme understatement. they have been helpful in every aspect of getting settled in out here and i will forever be thankful for that. lastly, gnarvail. during my previous vacation time here, i met some pretty cool peoples. those ten people turned to twenty and the twenty turned to forty and next thing i knew, forty people originating from vail were on three houseboat's on the lake i grew up on in tennessee. i followed them back to vail and now because of those nights that turned into mornings with the friends that turned into family, i have a whole other family here that i know i can count on or call at any moment. (sorry this part is a little sappy, but my friends don't suck and yours probably do, so i'm gonna brag) without them, my first three weeks wouldn't have been anything like they have been. so to brooklyn, one of my best childhood friends that brought all these people together and then drug them to tennessee, thank you and i love you.