It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living, I want to know what you ache for. It doesn’t interest me how old you are, I want to know if you are willing to risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine. It doesn’t interest me where you live or how rich you are, I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and be sweet to the ones you love. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and truly like the company you keep in the empty moments of your life.
— Jon Blais
I spent the last six days in Playa Del Carmen, Quintana Roo, Mexico with my brother. After quality stare time out the airplane window, I learned that…
…walking or running through the quiet morning hours by myself, before the town wakes up, clear my mind and bring me peace like no other.
…getting lost is the best way to explore.
…video-chatting with your two best friends makes you feel at home and settles your soul even when you’re faraway.
…authentic Mexican food tastes even better when you successfully order it in Spanish.
… the clear blue hues of the ocean get me. Every. Time.
…riding a moped around the island of Cozumel is an exhilarating way to feel young and free.
… I love the whole process of traveling — that even spending two nights in the airport is absolutely worth it.
… despite an amazing time in Mexico, I’m happy to return to my real life and a deeper appreciation for it.
An open letter to my college self:
Dear 20 year-old-me,
You are more than a runner. Love the other parts of yourself too. Run your little heart out and push yourself to become stronger, but remember that running is not your life.
Learn how to cook. Build healthy habits.
Study abroad for a semester. Say yes to each and every new adventure and opportunity. You’ll fall in love with Mexico and its people, their culture, their language, their food, and most of all the dancing – the dancing that makes you feel so, so alive.
Make friends with everyone. Even perfect strangers. Especially people who are very different from you – you’ll learn the most for them.
This is your time to make mistakes. Don’t be so hung up on being perfect. Embrace your imperfections, laugh at yourself, and realize that your flaws are one of the most lovable things about you.
Peruse job search engines. What does your dream job(s) look like? What experience, certification, degree do you need to do that? You’re paying loads of tuition for a degree that you now want nothing to do with.
Volunteer: do something meaningful. Interact with less-fortunate people. It will expand your world and humble your heart.
Don’t fret over these days of sadness because they will add up to something. The hours writing in your journal; the long, meandering runs; the constant wondering; the time reading poetry and books and blogs…These things are your becoming. The world is bigger and more beautiful than you can imagine.
And not to spoil the ending for you, but everything’s going to be okay.
With so much love,
– Livened up the work week with Trivia at the British Beer Company.
– Signed up for a swim clinic to improve my stroke. Conquered my fear of pool swimming, since I’ve only ever been an ocean swimmer.
– Gave my third original speech at Toastmasters.
– Traveled solo to Maine.