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Originally Posted by Philipp_Thomsen
@ JSLTIGER
I have to take my chances here. What is happiness for you? I just can't accept to be like everyone else. People work to earn money to pay bills, and have children to perpetuate the mankind. In my head this is freaking redundant!
The most important thing is, when you reach the end of the road, you will look back and remember what you have been thru, what you have acomplished, what you have seen, the people you've met, will you be proud of yourself? I don't want to be a stubborn old man sitting on my butt, who have worked behind a desk his whole life and have done nothing but payed his bills and watched television. I rather die 30 years old of starvation in some remote place in the world after seen it all, then to die very old, warm in my bed, after passing by the whole life in blank.
Life is a whisper, you come, tell a story, and disappear. And I want to have a good story to tell.
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I can't define what my idea of happiness is for you. I know it when I feel it, as it were. What I will say is that when I look back on my, admittedly short life, I'm already proud of myself.
I've not only met the majority of the goals which I've set for myself, but I've exceeded most of them. I am lucky enough to be learning as a student at one of the most elite universities in the world.
I am only 21 years old, but I've set foot on four of the seven continents (which would have been five had the Strait of Gibraltar not been to rough for the ferry to Morocco) and have seen approximately 17% of the world. I've been to the Temple Mount in Jerusalem, had lunch in a Parisian cafe, and heard the chimes of Big Ben echo over the Thames. I've ridden a cable car in San Francisco, seen the Hollywood Walk of Fame, stood at the top of the World Trade Center, and lived only miles away from the Liberty Bell and Independence Hall. I've seen the homes (or, more accurately shacks) which multiple families share stacked on top of one another in the hills around Caracas, watched water cascade over Niagra Falls and been to the only (remaining) walled city in North America (Quebec, by the way).
Sitting at a desk and working to pay bills may be a part of one's life, but I agree that it doesn't have to be your whole life. However, having a good story to tell does not require taking massive risks and/or breaking the law.