My entire life has been a series of goals, achievements, and marking items off a checklist.
I wanted to play varsity soccer in high school, check.
I wanted to get my Bachelor’s Degree in marketing, check.
I wanted to learn the Spanish language, check.
But by far the accomplishment that I am most proud of is that I studied abroad in Spain for an entire academic year. Oh, how I would love to go back and relive what has been the greatest year of my life. During that year, I learned a new language, traveled to 12 new cities in countries I have never been before and made friendships with people around the world that I would have never had the opportunity to meet. I don’t believe anyone can have a year like that and not change.
However, when I got back from Spain in May of 2014, life settled down. My friends were all busy in their same, old routines and I focused on finishing my degree and graduating from San Diego State University. Life was on track. Little did I know at the time, I was going the wrong way, on the wrong path.
During my last semester, I landed an internship, which translated into a full-time job upon graduation and for the past few months, I have focused on working my absolute hardest to prove myself every day. Now don’t get me wrong, I still do this, every day. But something is missing in my life, and for the longest time, I couldn’t pinpoint what it was. Now let me walk you through my schedule to see if you can help me figure it out.
Every day I wake up at 8:00 am, grab my cup of coffee at Better Buzz (fantastic coffee shop in San Diego, that you should try if you visit this city- shameless plug), and head into the office at 9:00 am. I work tirelessly for 8 hours, stopping for a game of ping pong or two (Did I mention I have the coolest office environment?), and then I head home. I eat dinner, shower, and prep for the next day of work. Then, I do it all over again.
Somewhere along the line, I got lost. I got caught up in what felt comfortable and safe, and honestly, it is the scariest place I have ever been. I have become overly cautious, more cynical, and boring.
I am done being that version of myself. That version of me sucks.
When I am traveling, I am more kind, humble, thoughtful, helpful, and present. I feel each second of every day and truly appreciate every breath. Travel makes me a better person, a person I want to be, a person I LIKE to be.
This is how travel changed me.
So how do I get back to being that person? Well, my solution is simple. I am going to pursue my passions, which for me is traveling the world.
Now, this does not mean, quitting my job and buying a one-way plane ticket. I would love nothing more than to do that! BUT…. That is just irrational. However, I will be making time to travel locally in my own city, domestically in the United States, and abroad. I will plan accordingly so that I can take time off when necessary and use little weekend getaways to fuel my passion.
This will allow me to live a better life, one that I am proud of and one that I thoroughly enjoy.
So I want to leave you with this: What makes you feel most alive? If it is travel, then I am glad you have stopped by my blog. Let’s do this journey together! I would love to hear stories of your adventures, and I will gladly be sharing mine! If it is something else, anything else, pursue it wholeheartedly. We only have one life to live, so I encourage you to chase your dreams, pursue your passions, and live life to the fullest!