Moving on and growing up...

Welcome back to blog-life. It has been a long time and a lot has changed since I returned home in June.

For some reason I had this idea that growing/changing as a person, and becoming more open-minded could only be achieved abroad. Now don't get me wrong, it's definitely a lot easier to see the changes and differences when you are hit in the face with it, but its definitely not the only way. And for this, I have decided to start writing again.

I have so many ideas, hopes, dreams, goals... and I know that if I don't share them with someone or if I don't write them down (even if no one reads this) that they will never be realized and will remain just that... ideas. Dreams. Hopes. I have discovered that my greatest fear is not living life to the fullest, not finding my passion, not finding a purpose, not discovering what else is outside my Midwestern bubble, and not challenging myself to see things the way other people see them. I am always told to find a passion, find something you can live, breath, eat, and sleep... but where is mine?

I had thought it was traveling and the thrill of discovery while challenging myself outside of my comfort zone. However, while I was abroad and traveling alone it no longer was... but rather quite lonely. So instead I can conclude that it is the people, helping and experiencing with others the joys and wonders of traveling and the discovery that goes with it. This led me to the idea to seek information about study abroad counseling on campus. Long story short: I didn't get the job.

So, I am focusing on my studies and my internship with a technology company this semester hoping to find a new passion there. In the mean-time I will try to figure out this thing we call "life" and bide my time until my next travels...