...so about that comfort zone

So, for the past year and a half, I have made it a point to do things to get out of my comfort zone. Even if it's as minuscule as going to farmers market. 

BTW, I went to a farmers market for the first time on Saturday! The BFF has been wanting to go and we finally had the chance to. So, you know how they sell organic and fresh produce? Yeah... We didn't get any of that. However, we did taste test some fruits and it was friggin bombskies! 

Nutella filled Hawaiian donut. What's up. 

BFF got her flowers and I got my macaroons from Munch Bakery. Turns out her dad and my dad golf together. 

Random question: how far would you drive to buy a couple pairs of pants?

To answer that for myself... 80 miles round trip... And the pants weren't even for me, lol. 

Shoutout to the BFF for sticking it out with me! 

After four, and I repeat, FOUR hours of searching for pants, the BFF and I met up with Big Bruddah at Gen KBBQ! Best decision of my life!

Another comfort-zone-breaker... I helped out with filming a music video. I didn't know how exhausting it is, and I didn't even do much. I can't imagine how musicians do it. 

Also, their equipment is heavy as hell. So, lifting all the gear using stairs... Makes me appreciate elevators, musicians, and crossfit, bahaha. 

After doing all that, Bubs has been really making me reconsider photography and whatnot. I have some weird thing about getting back into it, so I'll start posting little by little.

I feel f*cking ALIVE! (It's the coffee...)