Adventures, sarcasm, and 90s vibes collide here
Join me, a wild almost 40-year-old millennial, as I share stories of dirtbike rides, yoga mishaps, and all the colorful chaos life throws my way.
The Feral Millennial
1/10/20261 min read
Should it sting more than it does - the "almost 40" part? Because if I'm being honest, it feels pretty damn awesome to type.
It feels pretty insane to finally have a space for my musings - its been a long time coming. After "almost" 40 years of telling myself no one really wants to hear what I have to say, I decided I want to hear what I have to fucking say....and that's what really matters. Sure, I'd love to have maybe one or two actual people read this and smile...or even better, laugh. But, just knowing I have a little space on this big ole' internet for my words is enough.
I could make one's headspin with my "story" - you know...the one we all have. The chaos, the trials and tribulations, the liver tumor, the cancer, all the shit. And, maybe one day I will. But today - today is my introduction to this new space.
I'm one of the many Feral Millennials out here. There's MILLIONS of us. The ones that are slowly breaking free from our captivity we put ourselves in all those years ago. The ones that are standing in the proverbial crowd with our middle finger in the air.
I am one of these amazing feral millenial creatures that is realizing no one is coming to save me. A woman on a mission to live this life to the fullest, in the funniest and slightly chaotic way possible. I am a woman ALWAYS down for a good shennigan - rollerbladin' like a big ole goofball - heck yeah...learning to ride (AND THRIVE ON) a dirtbike - check...aerial yoga, goat yoga, hot yoga - ALL THE YOGAS...YUP.
So if you're a slightly unhinged feral "adult" like me - I see you.
I'm just a girl...in the world and that's all that I'll ever be :)
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