I dedicate this post to my friend Kevin Vandivort, a fellow dreamer.
My year in Korea is almost finished. I’m less than ninety days away from being stateside and already I can’t help but wonder— what’s next?
What does life has in store for me, or rather what do I have in store for life?
Thinking back on my twenty-three years, all of the coolest things I’ve done have been at the suggestion of someone else. Pepperdine, a summer living in Switzerland, six months on a ship traveling the world, working at an incredible summer camp in Texas, and now Korea—all because someone said, “What about this…?”.
I really believe there are two ways to live your life— either anything is possible or nothing is.
In trying to decide what to do with my life next, I’m torn. Torn between the idea that I’m supposed to be settling down, building a career, a life and roots and the desire to continue my wandering. How long is it acceptable to be a traveling bard, singing tales of adventures past and those to come?
I know my friends and family think I’m crazy, different, a dreamer. Part of them admires me for taking risks, while the other part wonders and worries if I’ll ever be content staying in one place. The answer? I don’t think I will.
Wanderlust is a dirty disease in that it can never really be cured. The cure and the cause are one and the same—travel.
Do more, see more, be more.
My hearts tells me to wander on, even if my logic tells me to chill for a bit.
The conclusion? Keep moving forward in search of my next adventure. Perhaps I’ll plant myself somewhere for a few years or maybe I won’t, either way—anything could happen.
Below are a few things that have inspired me as of late. I hope your life brings you more adventure than you can handle in hopes that you live it fully and make it count.