So, today after a small stint at Winthrop Playground on St. Paul Street in Brookline (a neighboring town), Jamie, Noah and I hopped into Noah's car for a joy ride of sorts. Traffic on Beacon Street caused us to take a detour onto Summit Ave. On Summit Ave, we started climbing a HUGE hill. Mind you, we has NO idea where we were going, so the hill was huge curve ball (and a nice change of pace from Boston's generally flat geography).
Thankful that we aren't walking up the street, we drive past some quaint homes and BOOM! We get to what seems like a random patch of barren land. After a couple of seconds of mental registry and a u-turn, Noah parks the car. We all hop out, eager to try to understand what we have stumbled upon when we see this:

We reached the top of the Summit Ave. Hill and found Corey Hill Outlook Park. This park- whose existence was unknown until today- looks out to Brookline and parts of Boston, including BU's campus. Couples and families in the park were having picnics, rolling down the hill, and playing in the small playground across the street. Adorbale. Heart-warming. Not gonna lie, I got that fuzzy feeling inside.
After a few pictures and some running around, Jamie, Noah and I got back into the car only to go back to our commonplace, everyday spaces.
Even though we ended up back in our mudane little bubble, today I learned that change is good. No matter how big or small that change is, it allows you to recognize and appreciate what you have and/or don't have, to experience something new, to learn about yourself (your likes and dislikes, needs and wants), and to provide even the slightest sense of adventure.
To me, that sense of adventure (in conjugation with everything else) is what makes you feel good and smile and be proud of yourself at the end of the day... add in some sunshine and good friends and you've got it made.
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