Quarter Life Crisis

I know what you're thinking.

How and why could a girl in her 20's who lives at the beach and has an awesome job possibly even have the term, "quarter-life crisis" in her vocabulary.

I'm not here to complain, and frankly I have nothing to complain about. But what I can say is that the notion of a quarter-life crisis is real.

Whether it's due to change, or due to college being over, or because I'm "growing up," I'm not sure. But lately I've been feeling weird and not like myself.

I try to pinpoint what exactly makes me feel so weird, and I can't seem to. I find myself blaming the fact that none of my best friends are out here with me, or that I am lonely or missing that awesome college life that wasn't even real life anyway.

We've all heard about mid-life crises, and how people do nutso things like buy a yacht, or get some crazy plastic surgery, or wake up one morning and decide to move to Australia. I specifically remember a few years ago my dad saying, "I'm going to do something crazy Amanda. You just wait" and when I found him looking at RV's, and talking about selling the house, I rolled my eyes and thought, it'll never happen.

And it didn't. But that's not the point.

Why do we have these random mid-life/quarter-life crises? Why and how could I possibly ever feel unhappy with the life that I'm living? I'm sure people would punch me if they ever heard me say that with everything that I have, and all the fortune I've received.

And I'm definitely thankful for it all, but I feel like I need something else. Something to get over this stupid "crisis".

I look back at the last 5 years of my life and it makes sense why I'm in a lull right now. I mean literally, for the past 5 years I've done so many crazy and adventurous things, it's no wonder I'm going stir crazy having been in the same place for 8 months now. Even if that place is LA where "winter" consists of a few raindrops and lowest temps in the 50s.

So maybe traveling is the yacht or the RV that will cure my quarter-life crisis. Maybe I just need a crazy vacation and adventure to make me feel lively again.

Or maybe I just really do miss my friends, and the spontaneity that came with them. The last-minute decisions to go out on a Tuesday night, even though we had class early the next day. Or the sudden urge to drive to McDonald's and get ice cream at 11pm.

I get so caught up in my routine now that I have full-time job, that I forget about how much fun it is to be spontaneous. Maybe that's part of the "crisis."

Either way, I feel like I need a vacation. And I feel like this "vacation" will really be me just going to visit my friends and feel the cold weather and do random stuff.

Sounds perfect.