Not blogging in forever = Fine since this post is going to have the most personal insight you’ve ever witnessed. So, my life is absolute madness. I’m approaching 4 months in Germany, and every day brings new stresses, adventures, and epiphanies. Lately I’ve really started to come to terms with a lot of things that I’ve discovered about, well, everything. I do have to say, though, that my eyes have been opened by Germany in one of the biggest ways possible. It really hit me this last week that you only have one life. The average life expectancy is 67 years. You have 24,455 days to live, dream, and thrive. That’s it. The end. No redo. With that sort of fact residing in your brain, how can you not live your life to the fullest and pursue your dreams and desires? Why do we settle for less? Why do we not try things because we’re scared we’ll fail or be laughed at? What makes leaving passion behind to live a life of repetition and solemness so desirable? I have no idea, and this is the first time I’ve ever been glad to not know something. Life is meant to be experienced. To be felt. To be taken. To be dissected. To be lived. They always said the world is for the taking, and you know, it truly is if you throw yourself out there and actually try and take it. Life comes down to passion at the end of it all, so why act as if it’s childish or impossible if something is truly your passion? Another question that need not be answered. Live!
Fear the Unlived Life