the absolute need in me to travel is at an all-time peak high. i suspect it is only going to climb higher and higher in the coming year of utah-bound college life. a year is nothing in the whole big picture but for now it seems slightly unbearable.
i'm passionate about the human experience. my mom and i were having one of our philosophical, spiritual, love and pain, purpose-of-life conversations yesterday (i treasure these) and as i was describing how i think it's not only okay but important to live a little, go out on a limb, be a little bit rebellious as long as it's not destructive to other people, she said, "right! it's all part of the whole human experience!" and something inside me zinged! the human experience! that dream inside each of us that begs us to LIVE and FEEL, that's at the center of the human experience and i don't want to die wondering if i was good enough. i want to die knowing that i felt it all, gave it all, lived it all.
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