In 100 years will it matter? It is a question that begs perspective.
I want you to think about that. Think about your job. What you do day in and day out. In 100 years will it matter?
I recently realized that what I was doing wouldn’t matter at all. When I’m 129 years old (I’m banking on huge advances in medicine) I want to be able to tell my kids (who at that time will be graduating college) that their Dad once had a job that he decided to leave. And before he got a new one he went on an adventure.
Picture this “How I Met Your Mother” style with my voice as Bob Sagget.
“Kids, in the summer of 2011 I went on an adventure. ”
“What kind of an adventure?” they will ask.
“A glorious one on another continent.” I will say with a huge grin on my face. “And this is the story of how I met your mother. You see, had I not left my job I never would have met your mother.”
Do you see where I’m going here?
That’s right. I have quit my job and I’m going to Europe. You know all that Australia talk? (for those who are new to the blog, I wrote a lot about wanting to go hang with kangaroos a few months back) Well, I have decided that due to it being winter there right now I’m going to go somewhere that is warm. So I’m heading to Eastern Europe. I have a loose idea of where I’m going, but this is MY ADVENTURE.
I leave June 28th. I come home……….haven’t decided yet.
I think I need this. I have had one REAL “Andrew Vacation” in the last six years. This will be the ultimate Andrew Vacation. And when else in my life will I be able to do this? I mean, I’d like to settle down eventually. It would be nice to get this one adventure out of the way. I don’t have a wife, I don’t have kids, I don’t even have a cat that needs to be fed. So why not? I never did study abroad in college (Stupid Andrew!!!! Stupid, stupid, stupid.) Why not see another part of the world. Throw a backpack on my shoulders and wander around Europe for a month. See the sights. Mingle in another culture.
The world is not New York City.
When you are 100, what would you like to say? What story do you want to tell?
How about when you are 40? 50? 60? 70? You get the point. Life isn’t just a 401k and health insurance. Security is fine, but don’t miss out on life because you pursue it exclusively. Don’t settle because it is what everyone is telling you to do. In another couple of months I’m going to be sitting on top of a mountain in Europe thinking to myself, “This beats the fuck out of sitting behind a desk and eating an unlimited topping salad for lunch.”
So if anyone has any advice, please let me know. Feel free to leave me a note. I’m excited. I’m nervous (not so much about the trip, but about what happens when I get back, but that will work itself out). But mostly I am proud of myself. I have wanted this for a long time. Now I’m making it happen.
Because one day I’m going to have a hell of a story to tell.