Patagonia

This post was inspired by two things. First, my backpacking expedition this summer. Second, a documentary called 180 degrees south on Netflix. In the documentary, the main dude just up and leaves his whole life to head all the way down to Patagonia.

Is it bad that I have dreams of this? Of waking up in the morning and not having obligations? Of going where the world takes me? When I went backpacking this summer, the thing I loved the most was the sense of freedom. When I woke up, I had the whole day in front of me to do what I want. My group could decide to hike an extra mile to another possible campsite, or not. It was up to us, and it was incredible. It wasn't just the choice, it was the environment.

Which brings me to another issue. It's kinda related, I guess. I think I might want to go into an environmental/earth studies major, and maybe into environmental law or something. There's a conservation program at the University of Montana that looks absolutely incredible. It's too late, and I'm to exhausted from today to go any farther tonight, but this'll be finished tomorrow.