Futureproof.

It wasn’t long since I left my parents house, that truth revealed itself to me. I was sure that the purpose of my forthcoming journey was to find out the real nature of being. With this in mind, I slowly packed and drifted away from my responsibilities. The summer was long and drawn out after graduation. Those smiling, happy faces I saw in photos of that day only served to remind me that I was doing the will of my heart, and mind. To capture any emotion is tricky enough, but to tie yourself to one aspect of being – to allow that to wash over you, was too much in those last few months I spent at home. The agony to hit the open road, to make plans for the planless days, months ahead, was essential in keeping me waiting. Letting me hold on to this old life for just a little longer. To saviour that which I knew I would miss as soon as I left; back turned, never turning back. I wanted the sunset to beckon me towards her, luring this lonely traveller to his destiny. As it was, I ended up waiting too long. The next morning seemed right. I awoke too early for a day that would drain me emotionally; overwhelming any physical endeavour I would have to endure over the hours ahead. Once fully packed; I looked over what I had allowed myself to venture into the unknown. Some amount of twentyone hundred dollars, a full two sets of clothes, spare hiking boots, sleeping bag, mattress, three liters of fresh air, ready to be replaced by much more anticipated mountain water. I had already seen too much. What I longed for was not the weight of history. I did not want these useless relics of my past. I left it all sitting out, partially packed, and walked out of the front door.

Now I sit here, with memories.

And to know to have truly discovered yourself; is to know that you never had to look in the first place. Wherever you are; when the time is right, and you allow yourself to be open to infinity, it will find you. And truth is happiness – as much as happiness is truth.