I used to say I was a student. Or a reporter. Or an artist. But now I know better.
I'm just a dreamer. Someone who wants to live in the moment for a while. Someone who doesn't study with a goal or work for the money, but someone who just lives for a living and enjoys what happens along the way.
I used to plan for the future. I used to have anxiety problems working all night at a newspaper while I was a full time student. I used to do what was practical. But now I know better.
I'm only 21, but I know now that this is my life. I know now that I've been given an amazing situation and am at a crossroads in my life. I know that if I don't take advantage of these chances I have in front of me to drop all those things I don't need to worry over and chase my passions that I'll regret it forever.
I'm ready to firefight as a real job, and not a summer break. I'm ready to pursue my degree at a pace right for me, and not full-time, nine months per year just because it's what I'm "supposed" to do. I'm ready to learn Spanish. To make a small difference in the lives of people around me. To have opinions again and express them. To fight for what I'm passionate about. To fall in love. To drop everything and go to South America for a few months every year. To live for a living.
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