One of my friends just recently told me that she loves to travel alone. It got me thinking about why I like traveling with people. People really shape who I am, and I cannot thank the friends I've had over the years enough for their parts in my life. Each and every one has brought me to a new understanding of who I am and where I stand. This summer has been no different. I have met some incredible people who have shaped my life for the better. I am really excited to end this summer knowing I have made a few lifelong friends.
But the end is always the hardest part I suppose. I'm having a wonderful time now, but the end is the toughest part. There are times when I do wish I had more alone time but the truth is that at school (when I'm not with my lovely girlfriend or my awesome friends) I'll spend a lot more time alone than I have this summer. I will be back "traveling alone" I suppose. A lot of the kids here are traveling alone because they're looking for purpose and meaning in their lives, although they may not explicitly say so. It's interesting that small things in one's life can leave a lasting imprint long after that thing has passed, so in reality, no one ever really travels alone. We all have each other in spirit, and we all have our own lives to live. We must be lasting imprints for one another.
Well, that's enough thoughtless musing from here. I'm going to bed.
-Jeff
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