I like doing things alone better.
Call me a hopeless romantic -- or a person who took control of their life -- but I love finding silver linings. Having the ability to accept that certain situations in life are outside of your control is the key to inner peace and true happiness. Or so I’ve found. My worldview used to be much different than it is now. I largely attribute this positive change to my ability to search for whatever positivity lies in a heap of negativity. Even if you have difficulty finding something, you maintain the hope that something will be found.
Each October spectators from far and wide gather at State College, Pennsylvania, for the spectacle which is Penn State's “White Out” football game. Hordes of people of all ages wander across Downtown, making their way towards Beaver Stadium. Most groups carrying their choice case of beer or malt drink to enjoy at whichever tailgate they end up. Happy Valley is a cult. A fun cult, but a cult nonetheless.