I'm driving in my car through the night last night with just enough gas money to get me where I'm going and the beautiful moonlight glowing the path on which I was traveling.
Each song that came on reassured me of my last minute decision.
With my iTunes on shuffle, I took these lyrics as signs that I am doing the right thing.
John Mayer's "Great Outdoors" says to me, "Check your pulse it's proof that you're not listening to.. the call your life's been issuing you." And I drive faster.
Then my favorite band incubus comes on and Brandon Boyd speaks out to me and sings "But if you really want to live, why not try and make yourself?" And I push the gas pedal a little harder.
People remember your birthday and the day you die, but will they remember how you lived?
People remember your birthday and the day you die, but will they remember how you lived?
I check the time and I'm only 2 hours into my 8 hour drive. But with each song that passes while I'm on the open road and my thoughts all to myself, I know I am finally doing the right thing. I crack the windows open, breathe in the fresh air, recline my seat and smile.
My biggest concern lately has been the typical trouble of any twenty-something, "What am I doing with my life?"
Everyone says "follow your dreams" or "do what you love" and I've finally decided to do just that.
My favorite movie, Into the Wild, may have had some influence on my decisions lately. If you haven't seen the movie, I suggest it. It's about a recent college graduate who hated the idea of society and conformity and treks across the country to live a self sustainable life on what the Earth has provided for him. He burns his money and his social security card and ditches his car and tramps across the country until he reaches his goal of arriving in Alaska.
No, I'm not in the midst of a roadtrip to the tundra but I am on an existential journey to find myself.
I know that there is more to life than working a job to pay for things used to impress other people.
I know there is more to life than close minded people who don't respect your decisions.
As stated in a Pearl Jam song, "I know I was born and I know that I'll die, the in between is mine."
This is my life and I'll be damned if I waste it doing something that makes me miserable.
So my dreams have led me on this road trip from Pittsburgh, Pa to the Smoky Mountains of North Carolina where I will be catching a shuttle bus to help work the Counterpoint music festival in Kingston Downs, Georgia April 24-27.
My degree in journalism and my passion for music will be combined this summer with my plans to work at these concert events and then blog about my experiences.
I was at a very rough point in my life this last year handling my depression the wrong way and working jobs that I was not happy at.
There is so much more to life than being miserable, paper chasing and trying to please others. There is an entire beautiful world out there with beautiful people that are waiting to meet you.
I have met some of the greatest people in the last few months since I have ditched my depression and started focusing on living a happier and simpler life.
As I'm prepping for my last minute road trip I realized how blessed I am to have such beautiful friends and family in my life.
Whether it was a gift to help me with gas money, packing me snacks for the trip or installing an aux jack into my car so that I could listen to my iTunes easier, I am so grateful.
Genuine good people are happy to see you accomplish your goals not kick you when you're down.
Traveling this summer I hope to meet more beautiful souls like them and learn from every unique person I meet.
Stick with me as I grow this summer and keep up with my blogs to see what goes on behind the scenes at music festivals.
Tomorrow- Counterpoint. See you in Georgia.
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| (Atop Wayah Bald- Smoky Mountains, NC 4/23/14) |
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