The Second Half of My 20s
October 22, 2015 § Leave a comment
The first half of my twenties I made some pretty drastic changes to my life. If you would have told me at 20 years old that I would be in my current situation at 25 I would have laughed in your face. But I am where I am today because I did everything I could to prevent fear from motivating my life choices. At some point in my early twenties I made a promise to myself to never settle.
And I haven’t.
I often fear that if I make a drastic decision I will somehow risk everything. I fear that my life choices are all or nothing, and there’s a right and wrong path to follow.What if I make the wrong decision? What if I really fuck things up?
What I’ve found is that every decision has potential benefits and pitfalls and it’s up to you weigh them and decide for yourself if the risk is worth taking. Sure, there’s a chance (or sometimes a guarantee) that one decision will prevent you from ever doing something that you once believed you wanted to do. But if you find that certain choices may jeopardize other personal goals or aspirations that you’ve long cherished, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with reconsidering if this choice is right for you.
Look, it’s not an exact science. But your 20’s are supposed to be a time of experimentation and self realization. So if I’m 25 years old I’m going to play a little more loosely. And why not? I have a great career, no debt, and an appetite for adventure. Live it up! Once I hit my 30s and I start seriously considering children and settling down, I may err more on the safe side.
So what will happen in the second half of my 20’s?
Fuck if I know, but if I’m going to top the years from 20-25 I’ve really got to step things up. Once I visit New England in the spring of 2016 I will have been to all 48 contiguous United States except South Dakota. I’ve been on two cross country road trips, totaling over 15,000 miles.I’ve been to all of the biggest cities in the country and had the best food, beer, and weed this country has to offer.
So now the only logical place to look is internationally. Canada, Mexico, Central and South America, Europe, Asia, Africa….it’s quickly occurring to me that there’s no way I could see all there is to see on the entire planet. And in a way, that’s relaxing. I feel less pressure. It’s now less about checking off a list and more about diving deep into life and enjoying the fuck out of it.
And in terms of where I live– I’m applying the same rule. I’m 25. There’s no reason to tie myself down to one area. However, my career is in such a great spot that I’m a bit more patient. I’m mature enough to realize that a resume where I spent 9 months here, a year there, etc will catch up with me. Good companies want a certain amount of stability in their employees, and it’s up to me to do what I can to provide that.
So I’m not moving anywhere that sucks. I love North Carolina. The mountains, the ocean, the parks, the beer. It kicks ass. But I know in my heart that North Carolina is not my final destination. But while I build the foundation of my career here I am thoroughly enjoying it.
I’m headed to Hanging Rock State Park to camp this weekend. I rented a cabin for us and I’m super pumped to go chill in the woods for a weekend. I’m hoping that I have one sunny and warm weekend off before winter so we can hit up the beach as well.
Make no mistake: I haven’t changed. I love adventure. And I fully plan on challenging myself to outdo the first half of my 20s. So be prepared, because if things go as I plan then this should be a five years I’ll never forget. I will continue to push fear aside and do what my heart tells me is right. Maybe that’s right, maybe it’s wrong. But I bet it will be fun as hell.