The timing of this is more than coincidence, and I am aware of that. My last couple of posts dealt with my realization of the quarter life crisis and the fact that I was smack in the middle of one. Feeling stuck, and lost, I took a chance on something a year ago I would’ve laughed at. It amazing how much things — rather, selves — change in just a year.
If you asked me what one of my biggest childhood dreams was, I would tell you I wanted to see as much of the world as I could manage. Even when I was young I craved new experiences. New places, new faces, new ideas, new languages — I just wanted to soak up as much as possible. Well, fast forward twenty years and not much has changed in that aspect. I have always wanted to travel more, do more, see more.
Alas, I have not yet left the United States, even though the drive and desire is ever more deeply seeded. I need to travel more, do more, and see more.
“Get to the point,” I’m sure you’re thinking at this point in the post.
Well, I took a chance. I took a chance and applied for a job teaching English in Japan. I didn’t think I was even remotely qualified. I didn’t think I would get a call.
But, reader, I did get a call.
I got a call and an interview, then another interview; and if all went well; another interview.
And then maybe,
A perfect chance to do something I’ve always wanted to do.
A chance to travel more, do more, and see more.
A chance to combine my love of teaching with my love of travel and new experiences.
A chance to break the meaningless grind.
A chance to destroy my “comfort zone.”
A chance to actually live the life I envisioned for myself when I was young.
So, I took a chance.
I took the chance of a lifetime.
I can’t wait to see where it takes me.