People often tell me that the ages between 18 and 21 is the best time to travel the world, worrying about bills and making ends meet is still years away and I don’t have to worry about bringing people with because I don’t have a family of my own yet. I am still young, enthusiastic, and have seen only 1% of the vast world that we live in. For now, I can say that traveling will make me happy and that’s one of the things that I want to do with my life. I live for the days counting down until my flight. I love making To-Do lists, of mulling over what and not to wear, of what places to visit and what food to eat. I love the long hour flights and the persons I will be sitting next to because I haven’t met them yet and over the course of our journey, I will get to know more about them; how they got that scar on their arm, why they’re going to the place we’re headed to, why they preferred to travel alone or in groups. It amazes me how every single one of us is different and that behind our polite smiles, there’s a story begging to be told.
I love the concept of everything new. I’ve daydreamed about it countless of times now; How the air would smell different and everything would feel foreign to me. How the simple drive towards an inn would be fascinating because I would be zooming past the places I would explore in the next couple of days, the taste of their pancakes and their blueberry syrup, the peculiar but pleasant smell of their complimentary shampoos and soap, the prospect of meeting new people and going to places I’ve never been before… Just the thought of it makes me so happy that I fear I would combust when it will actually happen to me! Even though learning through school is an important foundation of every person’s life, I must admit that learning through traveling is equally as important. We should have a taste of it, of having the opportunity to be hands-on because experiences will always be one of the best teachers. Just like the Copenhagen Cheesecake Parable, even though we have an exemplar description of what it tastes like, the act of eating it and feeling it in your mouth will always surpass the description.
Another point that I would like to make: I don’t like to be called a tourist when I travel, I want to be called an explorer. I don’t want to go to the typical destinations that people go to when they go to a foreign place, I want to go to the places that the natives flock to; bookstores that have been in the town ever since the start of the century, little coffee shops situated in tiny streets that may be overlooked if you’re in a hurry, a diner that is cheap but serves food that is more delicious than that of fancy 5-star restaurants. Traveling makes me happy, that is why it’s the second one on my list of “Things I Want to Do before I Die”, the first one is graduating on time and finding a job that I necessarily don’t love but don’t hate either.
I want to touch people’s lives and have people touch my life. I want to experience everything life has to offer me—the good and the bad. I want the experiences to shape me. When I grow old, I want to feel the satisfaction that I lived my life in my own terms and didn’t let society’s perception of happiness overtake my own. I want to look back and smile because I was the one of the few who wore a bikini to the beach even though I didn’t have a flat tummy and had stretch marks all over my thighs and didn’t have curves and a thigh gap that a lot of people seem to be obsessing over. I want to fall in love and to fall out of love because love also takes up a huge chunk of a person’s life. I want to spoil my mom and brother and for my mom not to worry about making ends meet because from now on, I will do the worrying for her. I want her to say whatever she wants to buy or do and I will have the capacity to actually make it into a reality. I want to always be there for her like she was for me.
I want to do everything that makes me happy. It could be as small as getting a tattoo or as big as moving to the next town over. My spontaneity could do more harm than good, I know. But I believe that life’s too short to spend it on playing safe, sometimes we gotta say, “Bahala na” and do whatever it is that makes us happy at that moment. Maybe we will lose something in the way like friendship (because there will be people who will never understand your happiness) but we should focus on the good that comes with it.
I want to live boldly and do the things that I write in here.
Despite all of the negativity I have experienced in this world, despite the fact that my life could cave in anytime, and despite the fact that we could die at any moment, I have my reasons to live. I have a thirst for knowledge that will never be quenched but can be satisfied thanks to UP, I have a family that loves me no matter what, I have friends that make my stomach hurt because of all the jokes we make, I look forward to the silver linings life has yet to offer me, I have the desire to travel the world and make a difference, I have the sun, moon and stars to look up to and a God to keep me going. The thought of the future keeps me going, the endless roads my life can go in. I have a life project to fulfill, a life to live. That is enough to keep me going. I know that I was born into this world for a purpose, and I shall find the purpose soon.
I will make it my life’s mission is to find little bursts of happiness and to look forward to the surprises life may bring.
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