I had a rare, quiet morning in New Orleans today.
I stayed in bed late, stared at the ceiling, and did a little self-evaluating.
I don't want to be the kindof person that imagines the life they want, without pursuing it. I don't want my ideas and dreams to rot in the back of my mind while I pursue my next rent payment for years on end.
Up until this point, I've been floating through my life. Pursuing one thing, and following it to another; Aimlessly drifting on whatever opportunities I stumble upon. That's not to suggest that some wonderful opportunities haven't landed on my doorstep.
I could live this way for years, drifting. As I gain more responsibilities and attachments, my freedom will decrease, and eventually I will become dependent on some salary at some job... Just -some- job.
And that might be a decent life.
But greatness is something that has to be pursued. A great life does not land at your feet. It lives at the top of a mountain, and only the tenacious obtain it.
This is the season for pursuit. I have no commitments, no roots, no possessions, no children, no career. I am tired of being intimidated out of my ideals. This is the time to chase after a life that seems unattainable...
And hopefully find my future there.