Think about this:
Twenty years into your crazy life and you're sitting in a boring lecture class with 200 other random people wondering why you even care about sociology or is it history or who knows because all you really hear is — blah, blah, blah while counting down the minutes to leave. Your shuffled mind can't help to drag away from the lecture and into a world of dreaming of the unknown.
I feel like our lives are set up for us in a way. We have expectations of how to live based on others.
Graduate high school. Go to college. Get a degree. Find a job. Start a family. Retire. Maybe live "life". Then we die.
No offense to anyone who lives this lifestyle— I genuinely hope you are happy with where you are in life.
However, for me, I can't wrap my head around living this way.
I strive to see the world and discover the unknown within myself.
I realized when I couldn't stay happy living in a certain place for more than a couple months that I was meant to let the world itself be my home.
Unfortunately, so far, like most of you, I am on the typical life path. There are plenty of struggles that come with trying to travel as a student trying to get a degree. Of course, you can always study abroad, but I want the full-on experience with no complete itinerary.
The main struggle is money. All your money is going to college or to rent so you have somewhere to sleep while you go to college. Plus, you have to have a job to make that money, therefore it becomes a struggle to travel if you're on a set schedule for work every week. I don't want the 9 to 5, 40 hour work weeks. I want adventure.
It almost leaves me with a questionable decision every day.
Should I continue on toward my degree (which is journalism, actually) or just sell all my stuff and buy a plane ticket to the first place that comes to mind?
For now, I stay stuck in the lifestyle set up for me. Who knows though, maybe in a year, I'll be traveling the world full-time writing about my travels and experiences for the world to read. Maybe by then, I'll feel at home.