If there’s one thing about me, I’m always dreaming. Dreaming about what the future holds, dreaming about what could be, even dreaming about what could be different right now. It’s a blessing and a curse. A blessing because I am always hopeful. A blessing becaue I dream BIG. A blessing because I can allow myself to be a little delusional about my life right now. But at times, it can also be a curse. A curse because it’s never quite enough. A curse because I’m constantly moving the goal post. A curse because I’m never living in the moment. A curse because I’m never satisfied with a routine.

Today, I’m dreaming of the day we move somewhere warmer. It’s 4°F today in Ohio and there are quite a few inches of snow on the ground. I’m not a huge fan of snow.

My brain wonders. What would a Christmas with warm weather feel like? Could I actually get rid of my winter clothes altogther? Would I miss the snow? Definitely not. But what about fall and spring? I LOVE fall and spring. I wonder what it would feel like to play real beach volleyball year-round. Would I be better? Would i be able to compete with the true beachy girls? Where would we move to? Europe has been top of mind, but it’s cold in most of Europe. UGG back to the cold. I guess I can’t escape it. But the cold in Japan could be fun. At least the ocean is close. Is it just the ocean I want? But then you can’t play volleyball on the beach if it’s cold. Maybe i should jsut stay in Ohio. I’m spoiled with the indoor sand facilities here. And they’re free if you’re nice to the owners. Although that’s starting to change. Which sucks. But it’s still better than not getting to play at all.

Back to reality. In this reality, i got up at 7am, drove 10 miles an hour to a coffee shop, sat and enjoyed my cup, and then drove over to the gym. I’m sitting in the gym parking lot. I can do this. This is a good life too.

Next Serve, Nicole