Welcome and aboard. Two words that have been used in my vocabulary continuously for over 23 years. Twenty-three years ago the two words meant travel and adventure, the stuff that made me, a mere boy, giddy with excitement. I always described myself as person who always sought adventure in all that he did, but anymore what does this so called adventure mean? Why is it necessary, or not, for my being? Why does the adventure that once so defined my life and the excitement therein, only seems to leave me wandering and sometimes lost?
I have grown older and changed. My belief systems have changed. The people around me are changing. My environment seems to be experiencing significant change. I do accept change is constant, but why all of sudden I feel the earth below my feet has moved thus shifting my foundation to the point that I am seemingly conflicted?
This is what I hope will be the period of my life of true discovery that will reestablish the foundation of my existence on this planet, and give me the sense of purpose to move forward for my remaining years here in this world. Welcome aboard, destination unknown.
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