Some days I’m pretty serious and some days I’m pretty wacky. I’m writing this first paragraph feeling kinda wacky. The rest of this is pretty deep. So put on your scuba masks and let’s dive in! wOoOohOoOo:
“Ultimately, man should not ask what the meaning of his life is, but rather must recognize that it is he who is asked. In a word, each man is questioned by life; and he can only answer to life by answering for his own life; to life he can only respond by being responsible.” – Viktor Frankl; Man’s search for Meaning
We all wonder what the meaning of life is. “Significance.” “Calling.” What are we born to do? But truthfully, we’re not allowed to ask that question. Life asks us. We answer with our actions. This blog is both my answer and my action.
So what is my answer and action? We’re all kids in the biggest, magnificent toy-store: the world. We live by following that shiny, glistening action figure that catches our eye and seeing where the adventure takes us. For me, that may be learning how to freestyle rap, shuffling in the Netherlands, biking 124 miles with no training, trolling the world. Sound like fun? Join me.
