A Day In the Life of A Bohemian
It took me a long time to come to terms with the fact that I’m not normal. Fitting into mainstream society has been the most punitive thing I have ever done to myself. It’s like trying to suck in your stomach all day. Eventually, you’re going to need to release.
Bohemian, hippie, gypsy, nomad, whatever. It doesn’t matter the label. All I know is that I am unconventional. I’ve always known this deep down inside. I was a flower child. A 80’s baby, a free spirited child trapped in a world that didn’t take to kind to the 60’s and 70’s. I told my family that I was born in the wrong decade. The 60’s and 70’s were more my style. Everyone became straight lace by the 80’s. It sucked.
Visions of a bohemian life were vanquished with a system that wholeheartedly enforced the Puritan value system. Aren’t they the same ones who conducted the Salem Witch trials? Moving on! I am a Bohemian. I was penalized for this my entire life. People scrutinized everything I did. “Why do you believe that?” “Why are you eating that?” “What is that?” I had to explain and justify everything. It was so frustrating.
I believe what I believe. I said, what I said. I did what I did. I eat what I eat. Because I wanted to is the answer to any inquiries. I don’t have to justify anything to anyone. That’s the beauty of being an adult. I removed myself from prying eyes and inquiring minds. Mind your business and get a life are my new favorite responses. What I do is none of your business. What works for me, don’t have to work for you. What tastes good to me don’t have to taste good to you. I don’t care what you think because I didn’t ask for your opinion. I don’t care about anyone’s opinion. Moreover I don’t seek approval, acceptance, or validation. I am my own validation. The smile on my face is validation enough.
Every morning in December we are hosting a cool event to wake up your inner Bohemian!
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