Write 31 Days: The Everyday Adventure.

My head tilted to the side to browse the titles in a section labeled "Self-Development." To be honest, I was scouring the used bookstore for a specific marriage book, but this genre of reading has always been my favorite. How to be better. How to succeed. "Self-Help" as my sister generically labels it. I'd almost reached the end of the shelf when this title made me stop: "A New Adventure Every Day: 541 Simple Ways to Live with Pizzazz." I laughed to myself because it looked like one of those cheesy 90's book you buy someone when you don't know what else to get them. Or the kind you keep in your bathroom or on your coffee table. The ones you see in the Hallmark store.

I thought of a recent conversation with a friend. "I want more tangible experiences," I confessed. "I want reasons to get out of my phone and out from behind screens. I want to do things with my hands and get messy."

It felt kind of silly, the idea that technology, of all things, can really start to cramp our style. That it's something we may have to be overly intentional about so it doesn't steal our moments.

I was surprised by her response. "I've been thinking the same thing!"

I began a list, jotting ideas whenever they came to mind.

Play my guitar. Learn to grill. Visit my grandma. Get a skateboard. Have a dance party. Write a letter.

Simple stuff.

What would it look like to be engaged in the world in around us, instead of whatever screen is in front of us? In a world where social media and creating community online is valued, what would it feel like to look up? At the life we have, the life we're in?

What would it be like to do the things that we let live in the shadow of the busy and the hustle?

I mean, I used to love to make art. It wasn't great but it always made me feel alive because I was getting messy and creating. But I haven't pulled out my paint in years. I think it's because it doesn't seem like very productive thing to do.

And that's crazy.

So when I saw that cheesy book in the used bookstore, I thumbed through it for approximately one second. The pages fell open to "#60: Sleep in a Tent in Your Backyard," and I immediately I tucked it into my arms.

This is what I was looking for. Fresh inspiration to make some cracks in my life. 

I'll admit, I'm bad at this, the quest I'm on. Even though I can talk all day long about how I hate when people have their nose constantly stuck in their phones, I do it too. Even though I can't stand the constant go-go-go and addiction to being busy, I tend fall into the trap over and over. It's like there's this pressure to be connected, this fear of missing out, this danger of being behind.

So it's an experiment for me. Can I disconnect for a few minutes, maybe even an hour, each day and do something to connect to the heart of me? To connect to others? To seek adventure in the mundane? Can I let go of my need for productivity long enough to feed my adventurous spirit?

I'm going to try. It'll be a lesson in intentionality and discipline.

I'll be picking things from my own list as well as the book and documenting them in some way each day. With words. With photographs. Who knows. And hopefully I can offer you more ways of how to do this in your own life.

If you have an idea of something I should try, I'd love to hear it below. :)

Here's to everyday adventures.


++This is the first installment in a month-long series, part of Write 31 Days. To see more posts or read more about the challenge, check it out here.++