I’m 34. 7 months in and 5 months shy of 35, and I’m depressed. What am I doing with my life? This is a question I have been asking myself for nearly 10 years. I should have a degree. I should have a home. I should have 3 kids, a spouse and maybe some kind of exotic animal. Unfortunately, I have none of those things.
Here’s a synopsis of my life thus far; I am an original college dropout who suffers from serial procrastination. I have been in and out of Universities and/or community colleges within the past 9 years, majoring in everything from Psychology to Nuclear Medicine. I haven’t had a dream of “being” anything since I was 10. So as for what I wanted to be when I grew up…crickets. Continue reading On A Mission To Achieve My Life’s Purpose.
“It doesn’t matter how long it takes, as long as you make it to the top.”
This quote, given to me by one of the local South African taxi cab driver, kept running through my head with every excruciating step I took up that mountain. My legs were shaking. My feet in severe pain. I felt like every muscle in my body had given out. Although, out of shape with no previous hiking experience, I made the crazy decision to hike up Table Top Mountain, one of Africa’s 7 wonders. “What did I get myself into?” is the question I asked myself every few steps. There were moments when I contemplated going back down, but the further I climbed, going back down no longer became an option. I got the frequent “good job,” and “you’re almost there,” from fellow hikers passing me by. To be honest, these words of affirmation kept me going. Continue reading South Africa: What Table Mountain Taught Me About Self Doubt