Little background on this subject for the readers that don’t know me well. I’m from Cheyenne Wyoming, graduated from South High School in 2013. Went back to Cheyenne maybe 5-6 times my freshmen year. After I moved into my first house at the beginning of my Sophomore year, I probably went back a total of 4 times. My point is I don’t like backtracking. Meaning, I go about my business then move on. In my hometown I was there to graduate high school (First Class in History) and go off to college. In college, was there to get my degree and find my next landing spot. What I’m getting at here is at a young age I was ready to move forward. Whether that be with school, career, life. I was always ready to move on and not look back.
Now that’s harsh, I know. Don’t get me wrong, I love all my buddies back in “Cheyraq”. I’m 100% sure that no matter what they’ll be in my corner. But, they’ve settled down and established a life in their hometown already and I’m not knockin them by any means. But that’s just not for me.
But in my opinion they are out there living their best lifes. While there is two sides of the spectrum here.
On one side there’s Moyte. Has a wife, kids, kick ass place to live and raise a family. Throw in a few pets and Moyte is living the #Goals life.
Then there’s Mingo, single, father of two puppies, rockin a six figured job, lives in a bachelor pad. #Goals as well.
I used these turds as an example because they’ve moved on in their own way. Which is the whole point of my blog post tonight. Moyte moved on to be a family man while Mingo moved on to live the bachelor life. Both are things that I want in my life down the road.
As you all may know I’m wired a little bit different. I want to live in different places, meet different people, maybe find some more things out about myself. Like, I didn’t like country music or rock until I moved to Spearfish. Now I’m bumpin Chop Suey and Florida Georgia Line when I workout. Maybe when I move to Sioux Falls I’ll find out that I like Sushi. But it’s key to be ready to move on. Don’t have to leave the state or anything, but move on to your next adventure.
There’s people out there who aren’t quiet ready to move on. The thought of moving on scares them or something. I get that, In the back of my head, I wish that I can do my senior year all over. Collect that fat ass refund check, not have to worry about bills as much, go to the cafe and get free food, workout for free, the list goes on. College spoiled us man. Right out the gates, pretty much as soon as you walk off that stage, you get hit with a fist full of reality. Probably the toughest pill to swallow is finding a career. Shit, I’m still struggling with that.
Not only finding a job, but finding something to do with the vast amount of free time you now have. School and sports have easily dominated my life for the past idk….18 years. Now that they’re both gone I’ve picked up a new hobby called taking naps with my cat for an extended amount of time. I nap so much my brother feels obligated to check on me like, “Hey buddy, how’s it going? You shower today? No? Alright, well there’s a pb&j on the counter.”
That’s the thing they don’t warn you about when you graduate. School and Sports was low-key your passion.
You went there everyday and met your closest friends there. It was a constant in your life and it gave you somewhat of a routine. Think about it, you make up at 7 for five days a week and you spend a great deal of your day in the classroom. After a while you start loving it, anxious to see your friends and what nonsense pops off in class that day. Can’t imagine your life without these experiences.
Same thing with school. You wake up for it every morning and meet your closet friends. Spend better part of the days with those people in your sport. You have your bad days and your good days. But you can’t imagine life without it.
Until you have to.
I like to look up words, so online it says passion is an intense desire or enthusiasm for something. Can anybody actually describe that feeling? The only way I can describe the feeling of passion is when you’re talking about a certain subject. And you get so excited about that certain subject. To a point where you can’t stop smiling. You smile so much that you get goosebumps. Has anyone else ever felt that? So to me, that’s what passion feels like.
To me that’s the goal of life. Chase your passion. Whether it be coaching, teaching, raising your kids, playing a sport at the next level, working a 7-5 and making that bread. It doesn’t matter as long as you chase your passion. That’s all I got for this post. Thank you guys for reading.