Journey to the bottom of the world

 This year, I had a dream. I had a dream where I was an explorer in Antarctica. I was the one to plant a flag on the South Pole, forever etching a legacy into the world. Afterwards I decided to add to my bucket list "Visiting all seven continents". 

I already have two on my list (technically three if you count a 4 hour layover in Germany). All of the other continents are obvious in how obtainable they are except for Antarctica. I really want to go to Antarctica. That is when I started reading some reddit posts about people who go to Antarctica. The only way to go to Antarctica without needing to pay tens of thousands of dollars as a tourist is to get a job. Working in Antarctica would give me an opportunity to visit the continent and help support the mission of research and preserving the last untouched place on the planet. It is the perfect plan. Unfortunately, everyone else really wants to go to Antarctica. It is really hard to go to Antarctica. I read that even people with PhD's are applying to wash dishes down in Antarctica. How am I going to go to Antarctica if I am just a fresh college grad at the earliest?

I have come to comprehend that attrition, the relentless force propelling the world forward, plays a paramount role in our lives. Its omnipresence ensures that we encounter an incalculable number of rejections along our individual journeys. It is through surmounting these formidable obstacles, however, that we unveil the genuine essence of happiness. Each of us harbors a distinct impediment that restrains us, be it the acquisition of a specific occupation or the quest to discover a soulmate. In my case, the yearning to embark upon a voyage to Antarctica serves as my impetus. This extraordinary landmass possesses an unparalleled allure that, once experienced, would restore my sense of wholeness. In the realm of Antarctica, my spirit would undergo a profound cleansing, eradicating every vestige of personal strife, insecurity, and lingering demons. The mere act of setting foot on its hallowed terrain would dissipate any traces of self doubt, unveiling a newfound clarity. I crave to savor the untainted snow, behold the enchanting sight of a penguin in its natural habitat, and inhale the air that has traversed thousands of miles, devoid of any botanical influences. My unwavering resolve is driven by a singular motive: a resolute declaration of "I will."