life is an adventure” never meant that much to me for most of my life. I thought it was a catchy phrase. It was kinda inspiring. But it didn’t really apply to me.
My life didn’t feel like an adventure. I couldn’t see how going to work each day and doing the same thing year in and year out was really very adventurous. Sure, I travelled once a year, had fun, socialized on the weekends, did well in my career, and all that jazz! But adventure? Nope.
I never had that “thrill” of feeling like life was filled with possibility.
I got excited just before vacation time, and then lost that adventure feeling the second it was time to go home. If I saw other people living like life was an adventure, I reasoned with myself that they were born that way. And I was just not one of those adventurous people.