Everyone likes to tell you to do what you love. Find your passion and follow your dreams. At the same time, we graduate high school and are told to choose a degree at 17 years old. Who in the world knows what they want to do at 17? What if you don’t know what you’re passionate about, or can’t pinpoint exactly what it is that you want? What it you never figure it out?
I love the people who are passionate and driven and excited by what they are doing with their lives. I am also incredibly jealous because I still don’t know what I want to do with mine. But I’m starting to come to terms with that, and realize that maybe that’s okay. Maybe I don’t have one true passion or driving desire to become something or someone specific. I don’t want to be a doctor or a scientist or a CEO or a lawyer. I know that I don’t want to spend my life commuting on the highway to sit in a cubicle and stare at a computer 5 days a week. I don’t want to look back on years of being stressed and lying awake at night worrying about work that at the end of the day amounted to nothing more than a paycheque and a crowded resume. I don’t want to live in a state of exhaustion, constantly on auto-pilot, missing out on the little things. I don’t care about the corner office or the six figures.
I do know that I want to live an exciting life. I want to see the world and I want to make an impact. On people or animals or the trees or the oceans. I want to make a difference, if not in the whole world, then at least in someone’s world. I want to make connections, not just on LinkedIn, but real and meaningful human connections. I want to wake up in beautiful places and drink coffee in the fresh air. I want to climb mountains and I want to swim in the ocean. I want to walk on the beach at sunset and I want to sleep under the stars. I want to meet exciting, interesting, bizarre, fun, smart, inspiring people. I want to love fiercely and not be ashamed of it. I want to feel loved, and I want to be able to love myself. I want to surround myself with good friends and family, but also spend beautiful moments in solitude. I want to work hard for something I believe in.
“I don’t want to lead an average, ordinary life with a regular job and an invariable routine, planned holidays, an average household, fixed responsibilities and not do anything different to be remembered by.” – some Tumblr post I saved years ago…
And maybe this makes me childish, naive, or cliché. But there is passion in there somewhere – that much I know.