I’m sitting in a park on a hot winter day in Texas, wind blowing through my hair as I bask in the sun by the rivers edge. For an hour I sit staring at the birds singing above me, ducks playing in the water, squirrels frolicking in the trees around me — I wonder what it would be like to be them so free and unaware of the struggles us humans live with every day. It is in this moment that I realize how content I am with my life. But, being content sometimes means feeling stagnate, unfulfilled, and my adventurous soul slowly dying and becoming complacent.
In my 25 years of life I have always thought logical and followed the social norm. I went to college, I got a job after graduation and always made responsible decisions. Until November 16, 2016 when I decided to pack up my car and move to Texas to live with my best friend that I met while studying abroad in Australia. That was the first time in a long time that I acted on my adventurous soul with no logical explanation. That spontaneity drove me to finally fulfill part of my empty soul.
Time has passed and I now feel the urge to feed my intellectual soul, I want to find that passion that I once had when I was working. I need to find that everyday desire that drives me to become better than I was yesterday. The adventure of meeting new people, being creative, and learning are my next goals in life. That next adventure is to embark on an intellectual adventure. My soul, my heart, and the very bones in my body are ready for that new experience.
I still sit here on my blanket by the river bank believing that maybe, just maybe, this adventurous and intellectual soul of mine is my social norm and it’s where I belong.