Believe me, there is no life that I dread more. When I was little, everyone always noted that I would eventually "grow into it", yet something so bland never piqued my interest, even once I matured. Despite such a repulsion for a life bound by repetitive cycle, I was forced by governed law to pursue this very life -- for the first eighteen years of my life. Not once did any authority or elder ask for my own opinion on how I desired to live my life. Instead, we were all placed into a "one size fits all" mold. Still, I refuse abide by that life style, even if it was the sole knowledge in which I was taught.

Work a nine to five workday within a hierarchical business structure? I shall self employ. Place endless dollars into a home mortgage? Instead, I think I shall travel. There is little knowledge to obtain within utter stagnation, and repetition lacks sophistication. In accordance to what is humanly possible, I retain no greater desire than international exploration. No standard lifestyle will suffice. Ultimately, I desire no single home, no children, no family, no structured occupation, and no routine. The major I chose revolved around the premise of self employment, and the pay should easily cover traveling costs, especially without the burden of children.

So, while I do resent those who mandated my life to waste in the first two decades of my life, I never forfeited my life in the process. Frankly, I despise those who would sacrifice the free will of others for their own notion of "security". While no man has the right to violate the life, liberty, or property of another man, every man should claim full responsibility and authorship of his own life. The guiding hand of the child is the parent, not society nor its legislation.