I keep getting a question that goes something like this: Do you think you will find yourself on this trip?

Well, I don’t think so. Sure this is a big trip, most likely the biggest of my life, but I don’t really see a connection to the rest of my life, and I don’t think there needs to be one. I’m not even sure what the question means.

If you thought that by travelling around the world, visiting many places, seeing many people that you would somehow get a deep answer to the purpose of your life, or find yourself, or whatever else you may be looking for, you might be wrong. It might be that by travelling and seeing all these places that you can’t get an answer to that question — that after seeing it all and doing so much, you only return home to learn the world wasn’t big enough.

But that’s not why I’m taking this trip, or take any other trips. I enjoy travelling and happen to have the time right now, and so I’m travelling. If I had something better to do, like raise a family or something along those lines, well then I would certainly be doing that instead. But that’s not how it’s played out for me, and so here I am.