To fellow wandering spirits

Hello! Here we shall find the elusive introduction post — and I suppose I should delve into my life-story, my accomplishments, my hopes, and dreams, for the future and what-not. But I am going to be honest here: I actually don’t know what I am doing with my life.

I’m a foodie, a writer, a would-be anthropologist, an artist, a literary theorist, a dreamer with a severe case of wanderlust but no way to fund it (Not yet at least). I’ve got a vision that might not be realized, plagued by a second-born child complex with heaps of expectations that are contrary to what I want in my life. I mean, it still distresses my parents–bless them and their immigrant success story– that I had the cheek to quit pre-med, that I decided to march off the beaten path and into the “humanities” where I felt so sure of who and what I was but now that it’s all winding down in a matter of weeks, I can’t say I know what’s what anymore.

I’d like to know what I’m doing; the real world is coming to collect and I’ve little to show for myself. Do I have a job? No – not yet. Am I going to grad school? It was an option, but I’d like a year off to think about it — please. Do you even have a plan? Not really, I thought I did, but right now my main concern is being first in line for a freshly baked croissant at my favorite cafe and a sunny spot to catch up on Woolf.

Do you even know what your future holds?

Haha. As of right now: nope.

Despite what we’re taught–that there is some quantifiable level of “happiness” and it comes with a stable job right after graduation–I’m slowly learning to accept that it isn’t an easy fix. That there can be a time to wander, to just be, to sort it out, and it might not be the ideal but it’s a start.

Which is where this blog comes in–or well, where I hope this blog comes in: I want this blog to be a safe space far away from prying parents who are both proud but pessimistic about your future, from college advisors who don’t have a sympathetic ear or real concrete advice, from just about anyone and everyone who has doubts about your life choices and who has recently voiced them. Instead, I want this place to be a space for discussion, advice, positivity with a side order of food blogging, geekery, commentary, the works — and much needed self-deprecating humor. Because let’s face it, we’re not all free spirits.

But we certainly are wanderers set out to explore the world along many different paths.

From the straight-to-grad-school-programmers, to the year-off-escapists, to the instant-career-getters, and to all my fellow wanderers who might have a vision but don’t know how to realize it — to all of you I wish you nothing but the best as we’re pitched into this “real world”.

So without further pomp, circumstance, and rambly, orchidacious prose – I leave you all with this lovely poem from one J.R.R. Tolkien that inspired the blog-name and hope that you all stick around to wander along with me!

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king

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