Wild Child

Wednesdays. I haven’t decided quite how to approach Wednesdays as far as my blog goes.  They are never overly good for me, but I’m cool with that.

I meant to post this post way earlier, but I didn’t get to it.  I also meant to set it last night, but I’m just not that disciplined.  I actually change my mind quite frequently and I just know that one of these days I’m going to “schedule” my post and then decide that I don’t like it after it has x-amounts of likes. So, I’m just going to continue to wing it.

Wing it…should probably inspire a song for me, but it doesn’t.  I do have the DQ commercial playing in my ear right now.  Stupid commercial.  I hear that commercial every 15 minutes, it is hard to get out of my head. I’m neither a fan of DQ nor DQ bakes…..sooooo there’s that.

I also keep picturing the Kenny Chesney video, “Wild Child.”  I do like that song and yesterday I was told what an adventurous spirit that I have.  I know that I always talk about how adventurous I like to think that I am….I guess, I just didn’t realize that it was starting to show through.

This song does resonate with me, though. I feel so cheesy saying that.  “It resonates with me.”  It seems so cliche. I mean, we can all find that one song, can’t we?

“She’s a wild child. Got a rebel soul and whole lot of gypsy.  Wild style. She can’t be tied down……”

Aren’t we all a little wild? A little rebellious in our own little ways?  I think that we have to be, really.  To be who we are. To do the things that we love. To do the things that we do.  Come on now.

I mean, I know comedians and travelers and other photographers.  I know artists, chefs, bakers, singers, writers, and some serious-seriously crazy adrenaline junkies.  We post our adventures on our blogs.  Some of us do showcases for our works (whatever discipline it may be).  That takes a whole lot of gypsy heart right there.

I mean, okay…some of us get in these moods where we feel like we are in a rut. We probably are, but we’re also probably trying to suppress that rebellious, wild child.  Stopping ourselves from doing something that we want to do.  We don’t have the time or this and that, but seriously.  Give in to that wild child side and don’t say that you don’t have it.   We all have it.

For every dream we chase. Every time we say we’re not going to work that late. Every hike we decide to take. Every time we step out with our cameras. Every time we decide  to take a trip…maybe it is a trip of a life time, maybe it is a last minute trip, or maybe it is just a trip we wanted to make.  Every time we sing a song just for the heck of it or start dancing…some of us in the rain (Yes, that would be me).   We’re all a little wild.  Some a lot more than others, but I digress.

Every time we do something someone may frown upon. Say something that disagrees with the norm of the group. Every time we do something that is a little different than what people expect of us.  That’s our rebellious, gypsy side.

Okay, maybe it is just me, but I won’t deny it.  I’m definitely a wild child with a rebellious side.   I definitely have a gypsy heart and I’ve never gone with the grain.  I forgot that for a while, but I’m getting back to that.  Guess it is finally starting to show through.  Yours can too.

Stay wild, my wild-wild children.  Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

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