I’ve been writing emails back and forth with one of my closest friends —
and she pointed something out that stuck with me:
There is no clear destination in my life.
And maybe… there never will be.

And I don’t even think that’s a flaw.
Maybe that’s the whole point.

The longer her words echo in my head, the more I’m convinced —
I’m already living my goal.
I’m already at the destination.
Right here.
Right now.
In the present.

Isn’t that, in the end, what it’s all about?
In the spirit of:
“The journey is the destination.”

That doesn’t mean I don’t worry about the future.
Or get tangled up in the past.
Oh, I do.
But I’ve come to appreciate being here — in the now.
To feel content with what is.
To make the most of it.

I guess the closest thing I have to a “life goal”
is to make the world a better place.
(Nothing big, right?)

But that starts with me.
Becoming a better human —
to be around, to be with, to simply be.

And then, step by step…
influence.
Lead by example.

And I don’t know if it’s a generational thing,
or if it’s just a me-thing,
but I’m more than happy to live life moment by moment —
not chasing some grander goal or virtue.
Not needing to have a high-income career.
Not needing to build a house.
Not needing to start a family.
Not needing to launch a business
just to feel worthy, or to fit into what society says I should be.

(I’ve never been very good at doing what society expects of me anyway.
But that also took me a while to realize — and even longer to unlearn.
But that’s a story for another day.)

I think once you free yourself from societal expectations —
once you stop tying your worth to achievements or outcomes —
life begins to feel lighter. Freer.
And maybe — just maybe — when we take the pressure off chasing our self-inflicted goals,
we actually take a real step closer toward them.
Just something to think about.

What I want is to experience everything the world has to offer —
heartbreak.
love.
joy.
grief.
peace.
struggle.
awkward conversations.
embarrassing situations.
success.
loss.
different cultures.
new languages.
breathtaking places.

And everything in between.

I want to live all of it.

So yes, I guess my friend is right.
And at first, I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not.

But now, I take not having a destination as a compliment —
because to me, that means I’m living in the present.
My focus is on the now.
(Where it should be, if you ask me.)

So long, keep growing. Until we meet again.