I’ve made the big move! I’ve bid farewell to Suburbia and traded it for the hustle and bustle of these Chicago streets, filled with life and excitement. Admittedly, my fairly clean driving record has fallen to the road rage-induced psychotic traffic system of the Chicago drivers who insist of creating their own lanes and ignoring all rules of the road. I’m sad to say, they have accepted me as one of their own. Beware, my homeland, for when I return, I will not be the same as when we had parted ways almost five years ago.
Speaking of five years: Nostalgia. It can be a beautiful thing and yet, almost simultaneously, orchestrate a tidal wave of sentiment and fondness. Oh, the
feels! Looking back, I do not carry regret, for life is merely too important to sweat the small stuff. Sure, within the timeline of my existence, there are numerous moments which an alternative choice of direction may have fared me well, but I am the person I am today because of those choices I’ve made. Letting go of people who no longer bring light in contrast to my own darkness, has been the most exhilarating and especially productive development I’ve pursued. I’ve learned who and what holds the greatest significance to both moments of joy and sorrow. It has not been easy, for I have lost connections that once housed a large portion of my heart that will forever live there, but now in silence and isolation. Eventually, everything will lie in the past, as it should stay. However, the inmost depths of darkness and heaviest of hearts will never compare to the brilliance of what lies ahead.
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” ~Mark Twain
The most valuable piece of advice I can offer is to take a chance. Stow your belongings, relocate yourself to unfamiliar land, and explore your territory. Release yourself from the dissatisfaction of “that job” and pursue an entirely refreshed route of income. Embarrass yourself and laugh. Attempt something great and vow to never settle, in any realm of life. Do not accept convenience over enrichment.
I’ve finally accomplished the goals I had set upon moving to Chicagoland in July of 2009,
at the mere age of 18. Of course, no list of goals is ever truly complete, for there is always a new goal to discover. Here’s to the future endeavors that lie before us and the roads we will take to reach them.