I feel like I’m always coming up with some sort of new plan for post-college, but I think I’m going to stick with this one…
This weekend I saw a documentary about a student trip to Peru. After watching it, I had a small epiphany, and realized that I need to be a camp counselor next summer. I am at the point in my life that I am responsible for myself, and pretty much only myself. I need to do some sort of service while I’m not attached to a full-time job, a family, a mortgage, and have the energy. I am young, and it would be selfish of me not to give back in some small way. As a counselor, I’d still be paid and all of that, but working for a camp (probably a scout camp) will not be about making money, but about serving others. I owe a lot to GSUSA.
I am also very excited about living in the woods. Nature is something I have always loved and had a deep respect for. Spending part of today along the Maumee River furthered my ache to be in the woods again. Sleeping in a platform tent in southern Ohio seems very appealing.
“I went into the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.” Henry David Thoreau
My father does not seem to think this is a good idea.