I Vow to Live an Extraordinary Life.
I stopped dead in my tracks, mouth agape. I looked down and over at the immense gullies, scree fields, and where the snow once stood as a gate for the summit. I was speechless (actually, I had a few words, but for my more conservative readers I will keep them to myself) I stood motionless. …
I slide the still warm freshly printed driver’s license in the excuse of a wallet that promptly goes into the pocket of my knee worn through jeans. It didn’t take long for my first “road trip” at 16 years old to a beach that was 3 hours away, just because. Then, a …
“I should go for a walk, no that’s dumb, go for a quick hike… I wonder if I could summit something before sundown…. Shelby, it’s 5 in the evening. Jeez, you’re so lazy you haven’t done anything outside all weekend…I’m just so tired…wait a god damn minute! I skied for like 2 …
Don’t let the blonde hair and German last name fool you. I may look like my parents put me in tiny ski boots and walk around the living room at the age of 2, but that could not be further from the truth. And don’t let the name tag …
"May I go to the bathroom?" This was my ticket, my ticket to freedom. Did I use my hall pass to go to the nearest bathroom at school? No, of course not. I took my own little adventure, I hopped gates and fences to walk along the flower beds to eventually slink my little self …
"I forget that you're still a girl sometimes" That is definitely not the first nor will it be the last time I'll hear that. I've never been one to wear makeup, sit around to talk about boys or dream of my future wedding. Don't get me wrong, you will find me in a sundress, baking, …
Since Ms. Corona (she's not married in my head, because she's a strong independent woman that don't need no man) blessed our lives with her presence there has been a small decline in outdoor shenanigans. Objectives* have been forced on the back burner, so there have been a lot of reading Freedom of the Hills* …
POV of a homeless millennial I'm not going to lie, I like to consider myself an intellect, but I studied kinesiology and had to google what an ode was. I'm also very stubborn and I'm going to call this an ode even though that's incorrect. Oh, Corona, I stare you square in the eye as …
Recently, I’ve found myself reading a lot of Norse mythology. That’s a normal thing most young 25-year-old women spend their nights reading right? I’ve been watering my daily thoughts with harrowing war tales and down right metal creation stories. I’m also very bad at keeping things to myself, so of course those thoughts oozed out …
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There are three types of fun. Type I Fun- you’re having a blast while the activity is happening. Snowboarding at a resort, swimming at the beach, riding your bike to go get ice cream, hell even ski ball! “This is amazing! I wish I could do this everyday!” Type II Fun- you are in fact …
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Where In the World is Shelby Lynn 