Alex

Georgetown, Seattle: where I spent an afternoon going outside of my comfort zone and getting to know someone whom I should have started this process with a long time ago. High school is full of stereotypes and cliques and judgment and hostility; however shouldn't it ought to be full of open minds and friendships and grace and understanding? All too often, we as young adults, fall victim to the ways of high school past. Time and time again I find myself putting people in boxes and bubbles of their "type" or "clique", while staying safe inside my own. But, aren't we all already going through this thing together? I mean, we're all here or there, taking math and science and language and history; going through our daily motions; just trying to make it to that final bell, to gather up everything as fast as we can and beeline for the doors. Going into our senior year (woohoo!), we've decided we want to do things a little differently at our school. We've decided that we want to be a part of a revolution in the worn out culture of our school. To practice stepping outside our comfort zones and allowing others to step outside of theirs in grace and encouragement. So, on this sunny summer afternoon, Alex and I took some of our first steps in this direction while we explored rustic-meets-industrial Georgetown, sharing in conversation and awkwardness together.