Last June, I walked across the stage at my college graduation with the words “the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams“ glued to my cap.
I found the quote appropriate, not only because my college at UC San Diego is called Eleanor Roosevelt, but because those words are what I hope to live by as a recent graduate.
There are a million reasons why I shouldn’t travel right now.
My life is here in San Diego, with all of my friends. This is the time I should be focusing on paying off student loans, working entry-level jobs, deciding if I want to go to grad school.
But, for every one of those reasons, I can also think of so many more reasons why I should jump into the unknown, take a chance, and dive into an array of different cultures.
I don’t have a career that would keep me from traveling. I don’t have kids or a mortgage. When I think about it, this is the most opportune time to take off on my own, to experience as much as I can while I’m still young and able to enjoy everything that the world has to offer.
So what’s holding me back?
Reluctance comes in the form of “what ifs.” I’ve realized; however, that all I need is the belief in the beauty of my dream to travel. That it is in fact a valid dream to have.
This was a hard concept to come to terms with growing up as an American, where success is determined by what you do for a living; that is your limited persona.
Traveling through Europe for a summer in college was what expanded this perspective, and made me realize that there is no “right” path to follow after college.
I met so many different types of people from all ages, all different nationalities, all of which had done so many interesting things with their lives. It gave me inspiration to think of what I really want to do with my twenties and my first time stepping out into the “real world.”
And so, I’m jumping out of my comfort zone and into the ambiguous world of travel.
I’m just finishing up three weeks of traveling around the States, and in a matter of a few months, I’ll be moving to Melbourne, Australia to work and learn how to live like an Aussie.
I don’t doubt it will be difficult at times, and maybe I’ll wonder more than once what exactly I’m doing with my life, but I’ve always tended to take the long way around anyway.
I hope you’ll start checking back and following my adventures in the coming year (officially beginning in April!). I know I’ll love writing about them. Until then, I’ll be giving you my take on life in California, New York, and Oregon, as well as some tangents on living as a European at heart in Tuscany.