Time for a reflection...

"People say that what we are all seeking is a meaning for life. I don't think this is what we're really seeking. I think what we're seeking is an experience of being alive."

- Joseph Campbell

I don't know who this Joseph Campbell character is, but I think he's onto something...

I spent my adolescent years trying my best to disguise myself in the crowd. Grades in school were important, so I made sure to receive top marks. I sneaked through my classes employing various techniques of memorization, only to soon after forget most of what I had learned. In high school, I continued this trend, engulfing myself in after school clubs and activities, some for the purpose of personal fulfillment, but others purely to boost my college resume. I succumbed to the standards set by society because that is what those around me were doing.

All my life I have felt like I was in a race. I never knew exactly who or what I was racing against, but I always made sure to maintain a solid lead.

However, over time something happened to me. My hair turned curly, my size small pants got a bit tighter, and one word began to continuously repeat itself in my mind.

Why?

The past couple of years I have been on this endless search to find my purpose in life.

And you know what? It's hard. And I have finally come to accept the fact that it might never be found.

So in the meantime, why not continue to explore, discover, and learn as much about the world as possible during the time that I am on it?

On Thursday morning I leave the small city of Lins to depart for Buenos Aires where I will spend a few days exploring before I return home to New York in time for Christmas.

What adventure is next? Who knows...