I decided that I want to conclude my pieces on passion with a statement of the obvious: my love for adventure. But before I get there, it’s important to acknowledge my extensive history with misplaced or misguided passion.
A while back, I had a conversation with my friend Nicole about how we believe that passion doesn’t necessarily fade, it just becomes reallocated (for lack of a better term). In fact, I believe that a person generally holds a certain level of passion for things in life and the thing that varies is where it’s directed.
My own struggle with this is that I’ve often found myself in misdirected situations.
What ever do you mean, Adam?
I mean that when I moved down here to DC, I did it as a way to find a new adventure. Well, I found adventure and new friends and new experiences, but then I let go of my goal. I started trying to focus on finding another standard 8-5 and settling in with the city. Unfortunately, it wasn’t until recently that I realized that I’d made a mistake in that. So I started looking for new adventures. This time, though, I looked in the wrong place.
I started trying to find adventure outside of where I was. As soon as my sister mentioned the possibility of us heading west together, I jumped! Anybody who knows me knows that I want to be out there again someday. I love the west coast and I’m positive that I would get along well with the difference in pace. Besides, how will I ever complete my trifecta of dreams (bar-owning, writing, surfing) without a place to surf?!
Now, that’s all great, but I don’t need that right now. I may want it someday, but it’s not the right time now. What I neglected to see was the adventure standing right in front of me.
The best thing about adventures is that they don’t have to take place over great distances. Yes, I would like mine to at some point, but there’s no reason to hurry them.
Sometimes it’s important to focus your passion.
I live for adventure. I thrive on new experiences (And sun… I’m very solar powered). This is a very broad love affair, though: adventure. Unfortunately, I got caught up in my desire to find The Next Big Adventure that I forgot to look right in front of me at the possibilities here. I can explore new experiences and new people here until I’ve found a way to explore the rest of the world.
It’s easy to get caught up in the glory and excitement of a love for something. It’s easy to let your passion take control and find yourself moving carelessly forward. I suppose that’s what makes it so fun, though, to refocus. Its nice to wrestle the beast down so that it goes where you want it to rather than aimlessly through the woods.