This morning I went white water rafting with the people from work. It was so. Fun. The thing that got me, though, was our guide.
Nancy asked, “So what school do you go to?”
His response: “Actually, I’m not in school.”
We all quieted down to hear his explanation.
He’s 20-years-old. He works at the Sacandaga Outdoor Center in the summer and goes to Utah every winter to ski with his friends (works in retail to get his skis for almost-free). He’s traveled to Australia three times already, might move there. He even admitted he makes just enough to do what he enjoys and that’s it.
I am so jealous of people like this because I wish it was in my nature to do the same. Instead I am impatient, analytical and worry too much about everything. It’s just very interesting to me to meet these people at a time in my life when I have no idea what I’m going to be doing next. I know what I want to do. But then again, why should I do that right now when I have my whole life? Then again, you can’t take anything for granted.
That’s it. Moving to Australia.