I hear nothing but the bass bumping from the frat house next door and think to myself,
“There has to be more to life than this.”
I’m sitting on an old $50 hand-me-down couch as I stare at a small Christmas tree in mid-March, and I know I’ve done something right. To be here, in this exact moment, I have accomplished something great.
I have created a lifestyle and jumped into a period of my existence that I will look back on with a grin on my face and wonder how in the world I made it out of here alive.
Surrounded and enveloped in this college vortex, I realize that I have truly lived and breathed this experience…
And now I’m ready for the next thing.
College is wonderful. And it’s scary. And you do a lot of shit that is not acceptable at any other time in your life. Period. But every good thing must come to an end.
I’m ready for that end.
But only because I see such a wonderful new beginning out there somewhere. I have to believe that this beginning exists and that it is on the horizon of my life. There are some new careers waiting for me to fill and some foreign places waiting for me to visit and some unknown strangers waiting for me to meet them and I am excited.
I am excited.
Who are these people? What are these places? Who will I ultimately choose to be?
There are so many unknowns as a young twenty-something. I have no idea where I will be typing a blog on March 25, 2017 at 12:47 AM. But I will be there. And I (hopefully) will love it.
But does this excitement end? Is there a point in life where people say, “Okay, well that was fun. Now life is just life from here on out.” Because I want no part of that.
I want to be able to wake up on the oceanside in the middle of October and smile first thing in the morning. I want to live in a tiny apartment in a crowded foreign city with nothing but my cat and a laptop.
I want to take weekend vacations in beautiful locations where I close my eyes, point at a map, and never look back.When I come home, I want to shut the door behind me, look around, and smile at this life I have created for myself.
I don’t want this to stop. I don’t want to stop having huge life moments. I want to squeeze every single drop of life out of the years I am allotted.
So here’s to that. Here’s to you and to me and to everyone just living. Just doing what they really, really, really want to do.
& realizing that nothing else really matters…