leaving on a jet plane

Ships in port are safe, but that’s not what ships are for.

So here it is! The big moment! If you’re reading this on Sunday, July 7th, then I’m probably on my way already. I’m going. It’s really happening.

One of my last nights in the states, my dad and I took a blanket down to the pier at our cabin in northern Wisconsin. We laid on the dock and talked about the things I was anxious about, my worries and excitements, and all the pressure I too often put on myself to do well. It was a great conversation despite the frequent interruptions by an extremely loud and seemingly extremely lonely male bullfrog along the shore. As is always the case with my dad, conversation flowed easily and ebbed naturally. I spoke my mind and he did the same, and as we became quiet I started to look harder at the blanket of stars thrown over us that night. There were so many. In a way it reminded me of my current situation. It’s the same situation many of my friends are in, the situation every young person finds themselves in at some point or another: what am I doing with my life? Where am I going? Who am I? HUGE QUESTIONS to say the least, and they can feel so daunting. Looking up at the stars, though, I thought that maybe picking a path in life is a bit like focusing on one star among so many. They’re all bright and would be totally worth chasing, but you’ve got to pick one and get a move on. Decide which star you’re chasing and then haul ass, baby. You may not chase the same star the whole way – others will come into focus as you go along, the occasional asteroid field will throw you off course, but in the end all that matters is that you went for it. You chased your star.

Looking up at the stars that night was humbling. They make you feel so small and insignificant but also, in a way, infinite. So many stars to chase. I guess that’s what I’m doing. Starting today, I’m chasing my star, and even though it might not be the same one I chase my whole life, I’m starting. That’s what matters. I’m going to chase my stars, and I’m not going to stop until I hold them in the palm of my hand.

Wish me luck.


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