They say, I want to travel…but…
“Yeah, but…” is pernicious. Because it makes it sound like we have the best of intentions when really we are just too scared to do what we should. It allows us to be cowards, while sounding noble.
So said another blogger.
To some extent, I pity the dreamers who never achieve their dreams, because they let everything else get in the way. It’s not just travel. It’s working out. It’s painting. It’s music. It’s everything else.
Every week, someone says, “I wish that I could do what you’re doing.”
Usually I smile, but I really want to say, “Why not?”
Is it the mortgage? The kids? The job? The vacation? I know that I once got into that spiral when I started thinking about the responsibilities.
So why is it that people complain about what they cannot have (or maybe they’re just humoring me)?
But most importantly, do they really want it?
I used to think that I would love:
I did that all, and I didn’t like it. It wasn’t my thing. Regrets? Maybe for the money that I lost. But to know that I didn’t like it is the most valuable reward.