and there are lifers. And I could never be a lifer. Maybe it’s because I have traveled and lived on my own in new places but I would like to think it’s something that’s always been a part of me, embedded deep inside my being, a yearning to explore, to journey beyond where I have been or what I know, to expand my reach and to be totally free, unhindered by any kind of restriction. This has always been the essence of who I naturally am.
Nothing troubles me and annoys me more than being stagnant and content, safely comfortable. There is a whole world out there with millions of opportunities, places to see and be a part of, people to meet, connections to make, roads to memorize, stories to hear and discover and live out.
I knew early on what my passion was. I never bought into that whole American
dream nightmare of just going to school to get a job that pays money so you can support a family and then retire. My adventurous spirit craves more. Continue reading “there are adventurers” »