So one of the realizations I am coming to in my ascent into adulthood is the reality of reality. Why is it that kids aspire to be firefighters, astronauts and professional ice skaters (oh wait, maybe that was just me). Yet when those kids grow up they trade in their dreams for a 9-5 desk job. I never understood it until now. You see, I’ve realized that there is a comfort in dreaming, because those dreams seem so far away. So what happens when you graduate from college with nothing holding you back any longer? You stare your future right in the face and you realize; dreams require a leap of faith.
I’ve never been afraid of leaping because there has always been a cushion waiting to catch me. I went on that trip out of the country because my friend went with me, I zip lined hundreds of feet in the air in Costa Rica because I was attached to a safety cord, and I hiked that waterfall because there were trained professionals guiding me. But what’s my cushion now?
We all know life is short, yet I wonder if we’re too scared to live it the way we really want to. Do I just pack up my bags and move to the beach with my girlfriends? Do I quit my job and go backpacking in Europe? The problem is, for most of us, it really isn’t about the leaping. Sure, I can throw caution to the wind and move to Florida, but where I am going to live? How am I going to eat? Practicality meets reality.
So that’s where I’m stuck, somewhere between dreams and reality. The goal: find a way to bring those two things together.
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