Be Who You Want To Be
Yesterday evening was just too beautiful not to go for a ride after supper. I took the (rare) opportunity to go scooting around by myself, which is nice sometimes. Hopping on the little T-Dub, I set off in no particular direction and had a blast on easy urban trails and downtown streets.
As the sun was beginning to set I rode over to the South Side, and took a little detour up a side road accessible only by two wheels or two feet.
It was there that I spotted something spray-painted on the side of a concrete building, but not the usual juvenile graffiti that seems to be so prevalent everywhere on this island. Someone had used a stencil and painted “BE WHO YOU WANT TO BE”. What a perfect sentiment for how I felt right at that moment. I had to take a good shot of it, and was sizing up angles with the building and my bike. Then the clouds parted, the evening sun shone directly at me and cast a perfect shadow on the wall. It was serendipitous.
I think the universe told me something last night. I live a life somewhat outside the norm, a little bit different than most women in their mid-thirties. I’ve never purposely tried to be non-conforming, I’ve just always been “who I want to be”. I spent a beautiful Monday evening scooting around St. John’s on a tiny dual-purpose motorcycle. I didn’t do it to impress anyone, to show off, to make people like me, or any reason other than the fact that it makes me happy. And that’s ok.
“Be Who You Want To Be”. I couldn’t have said it better myself.