dichotomy – a division or contrast between two things that are or are represented as being opposed or entirely different.
there’s this amazing new establishment in my hometown’s downtown, called dichotomy. they serve both coffee & spirits. a coffee shop and a bar. and it’s amazing. the energy in that place is incredible. last fall, I spent a late Friday night there with my bestie Brynn sipping on hot chocolate [dreaming about moscow mules] and it got me thinking.
why do we feel like we have to fit in some sort of “category”?
why do I have to chose between a vanilla latte or a glass of red wine?
why can’t I love both? [I do, by the way]
I feel like so much of life we feel like we have to chose between two polar opposite things, like in the game me + my college girlfriends have played for a decade. it’s called “this or that” and you name two things, say beach or mountains, and you have to chose or die as we so politely say. it’s a fun game to pass the time, to get to know new people, and maybe back in the day was a fun drinking game [don’t tell my mom]. it’s harmless, obviously, but got me thinking – why do we have to pick?
why can’t I be a beach girl who absolutely swoons over the sight of a 13,000 ft mountain in Lake City, Colorado? why can’t I absolutely LOVE being in a big diverse city one day, and the next minute be so at home on the front porch swing at a farm house?
our identity isn’t in choosing.
we are complex people, and that’s the beauty of it!
none of us are the same. and we aren’t always the same.
we change, and grow, and develop new loves and passions as time goes on.
and for that I’m thankful.
I’ll be a big city girl one day, and a small town girl the next…..
what about you?
catch up on my “note to self” series here.