You get to a point in your life when you either succumb to the cookie cutter mold of society and decide to allow the office, apartment, commute, and repetitive weekend routine consume your life. Most convince themselves that this is appropriate and necessary, only because of the expectations that have been placed upon them by their parents and surroundings during their young adulthood. Spending the early morning hours traveling through subway systems, navigating the overcrowded streets of a city, inhaling car fumes, and wasting away hours of precious time behind a desk; I'm sorry, but I just can't hand myself over to that lifestyle. Not without a fight at least. And my resistance toward this outrageously mundane lifestyle? The dream. My dream. My desire and passion for getting out there and experiencing life in the best way that I see fitting. My personal way of fulfilling these passions of mine is to venture out, traveling with nothing but my belongings, somewhat of a plan, enough clothes to get me through a week, and just enough money to get me to where I am going. Being home in New Jersey is great in the sense that I can reminisce about old times, visit the places that gave me some of the best experiences of my life, visit old friends, and spend time with my family. I have tried, for at least 3 months now, to convince myself that I want to stay in New Jersey and get some type of career started and perhaps move into New York City or somewhere close to it, along with many of my other friends. However, it just isn't possible. My family means a lot to me and I have some good friends back on the East coast here, but I can't deny the life that I want to live. I can't deny the dream that I mistakenly cut much too short. The dream has become my reality, and it's definitely a part of me now. Time to get back out there and fulfill the one life that I was given.
I could go on at this point and tell you about my current job, girl situation, and what I've been up to lately, but none of that really matters. All that matters is that this summer provided me with a realization that has enough power to alter the course of my life, and I cannot wait to set sail toward that horizon; the golden coast. My advice to everyone? Never drop anchor and never stop living your life the way that you personally, truly want to. Sure, it seems a little extreme to just up and go, but it's important to not be afraid to be different. It's important to not waste any time in this life, there's plenty of time for a 9 to 5 job. But let's hope that it doesn't get to that point...at least any time soon. Much love to everybody whose been following me during the last couple of years in my life. I hope this serves as an inspiration.
Never drop anchor.
Gerard Byrnes
