I want to travel.
And just like everything else in my life thus far, I have decided to take charge and make it happen on my own.
I want to see other countries. I want to go to Italy next year. Probably late in the year. But I will go. I have a bucket list of places I want to see, and this is step one.
I also think Tor and I will be making a weekend trip to NYC in the spring. Take the train in and just be ridiculous for a couple days.
It takes very little soul searching to confirm to myself again and again, that marriage and kids are not part of my American dream.
People tell me that will all change. Maybe they're right. Maybe not.
Either way, I love my life, and I want to live my dreams.
The concept of life has never made much sense to me, I think that's part of the reason why I can't fathom procreating.
We are born. We live for a bit. We die.
That's all.
Most people would say that it's important to have a higher purpose, live for something bigger. But why?
Even if you live a good life, and touch the lives of others, those lives die as well.
Even if you live a great life, and your name is remembered well after you're gone, it will only be remembered by people who will also inevitably pass away.
Here is where the God card gets thrown into the mix- if you live your life for God, you have something eternal.
Maybe.
But you're not you eternally.
All you have is now.
All you have is the breath in your lungs at this very moment.
The worst regret you could ever have, is a dream unlived.
So live.
And just like everything else in my life thus far, I have decided to take charge and make it happen on my own.
I want to see other countries. I want to go to Italy next year. Probably late in the year. But I will go. I have a bucket list of places I want to see, and this is step one.
I also think Tor and I will be making a weekend trip to NYC in the spring. Take the train in and just be ridiculous for a couple days.
It takes very little soul searching to confirm to myself again and again, that marriage and kids are not part of my American dream.
People tell me that will all change. Maybe they're right. Maybe not.
Either way, I love my life, and I want to live my dreams.
The concept of life has never made much sense to me, I think that's part of the reason why I can't fathom procreating.
We are born. We live for a bit. We die.
That's all.
Most people would say that it's important to have a higher purpose, live for something bigger. But why?
Even if you live a good life, and touch the lives of others, those lives die as well.
Even if you live a great life, and your name is remembered well after you're gone, it will only be remembered by people who will also inevitably pass away.
Here is where the God card gets thrown into the mix- if you live your life for God, you have something eternal.
Maybe.
But you're not you eternally.
All you have is now.
All you have is the breath in your lungs at this very moment.
The worst regret you could ever have, is a dream unlived.
So live.
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