I like to think I'm content with life; happy, stable, steady, on my way. But too often my tracks intersect causing crashes and collisions so I wonder if I boarded the wrong train...

Walking through crowds or flipping through channels though, where my eye swiftly catches that authentic vintage find and I relive my teenage self when I would eagerly push through friends closets for the perfect outfit {since dressing up was always the most interesting part of going out}, reminds me that...

Sometimes it's okay to never get on in the first place and perhaps it is even better to jump off and see where you land.