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Project Pedal

Ever since meeting a friend who was really into cycling I’ve gotten into the idea of it. Project Pedal is one of those ideas that I’ve gotten into. It’s a project (of sorts) that combines cycling, traveling, the people and landscape of the United States and a little bit of reality T.V. to produce a vlog/documentary called Project Pedal.

The best way to learn about it is to visit the site (linked above) but here is a synopsis of the project taken from the Project pedal website:

This documentary – tentatively titled ‘Pedal‘, will bookend with the Pacific and Atlantic oceans… anchored to a small group’s cross country trip and focusing on the inspiring people that cross their path.

Each week a vlog will be posted that will share stories from these people met along the way – as well as the main cast and the occasional behind-the-scenes footage. In the end, the bi-product of these vlogs will be used for a feature length documentary.

The end-goal of this project, both in it’s vlog and documentary form, is to share people’s reasons and motivations behind their trip. Most importantly to share what makes or drives a person to leave everything behind and to understand what they each take away from this overwhelming and painful journey.

It’s kind of amazing.

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All You Need Is Love

There’s more to life than love and bein’ together

Is there? Tegan and Sara think there’s more. (been listening to a lot of Tegan and Sara lately)

I think the purpose of life is love. The whole point is to find people to love and be with them and then…die. Everything else is just filler. Yeah you might set off in the world with a greater purpose like finding a cure for HIV and AIDS. Or maybe finding an infinitely renewable energy source. Okay, I guess technically speaking there’s more to life than love and being together.

Am I a hopeless romantic for thinking the purpose of life is to love? Maybe I’m just sad. Have I got it all wrong? How could love be wrong? I mean, there’s definitely a line between sharing your perpetual fountain of boundless love with everyone and just being so desperate for love that you’ll take whatever comes. Really good love though, the kind that shows up unexpectedly when you need it, the kind that is there even if you don’t want it and will be there until you decide you do, the kind that changes your life, is what makes life worth living, what else could it be?

I guess I’ve always been a dreamer, even when I pretend I’m not.

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An Open Letter to An Old Friend

Dear San Francisco,

Hi. How are you?

I know it’s been awhile. I’m sorry things ended up like they did last time we were together.

I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately. I’ve been looking at pictures. I really miss you. I love the time we spent together. You were there for me through some of the hardest years of my life and I’m so grateful for that. I don’t know if we can ever get back to where we were before but I know I want you to be a part of my future. I just can’t stand living like this, not seeing you. I wish I could hug you but I wouldn’t know where to start.

I’ll see you soon, hopefully. Not sure when, but soon.

Love you,
Mitzi

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Working from home

I’m working from home this morning because there is a plumbing problem at my house and I have to stay here for the plumber.

So I always think that working from home is the best idea ever. It probably is, but just not for me. I don’t have access to information I need because it is all on the servers at work. This means I can answer e-mails but the answers I have will probably not be helpful since I don’t have the proper info to answer the questions.

In a way, this sucks. In another way, this is totally awesome. Not only do I get to sit on my bed and “work” but I’m also only needed when something is horribly, horribly wrong. I can put out fires from the comfort of my own room. Everything else can be handled by my team. Today this is not such a big deal because there isn’t really much to be done, however, on a busy day I can see this situation totally sucking for everyone that is in the office. Not only would they have to do their own stuff but mine as well.