I will be honest with you, when I was approaching 50 years of age, it was a really big deal. I started thinking about all the things I had planned to do with my life, but never found the time to realize. For the previous 40 years I got wrapped up in the process of making a life, in trying to figure out a way to make it rich or be successful, but I forgot to take the time to actually live. I know that I am not alone in these feelings. I think everyone gets to that point eventually, it is just the natural evolution of life.

For me, I woke up at forty-six years of age. I looked at myself and literally said, “fuck this.” I was done with the Groundhog Day insanity of repetitively searching for a way to get the time or save the money to make that cross-country trip I had been dreaming of since high school. It was time to stop pursuing the dream and to start living it.

--Craig Ripley. Traveling by Motorcycle