There was nowhere to go but everywhere.

An ode to staying soft and brave, even when the road is uncertain.

“There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep rolling under the stars.” — Jack Kerouac

I come back to this quote often. Not just because Kerouac is one of my favourite writers, but because these words feel like a gentle reminder from the universe: you’re not stuck, you’re just in motion.

Life isn’t linear. It doesn’t always make sense. And sometimes, it takes breaking down on the side of your own metaphorical highway to remember that you’re still allowed to dream. Still allowed to get back in the car, blast your favourite song, and take the long way home.

There’s something comforting about the idea that you don’t need a perfect plan to keep going. That you can be messy and unsure and still brave. That rolling under the stars, wherever they lead you, is enough.

I think sometimes we convince ourselves we’ve missed our shot. That if we didn’t figure it all out by a certain age, or if things didn’t go as planned, then maybe we’re not cut out for the life we once wanted. But the truth is, we’re never too late for anything meant for us. Not love. Not growth. Not big, soul-filling dreams.

And you don’t need to have it all figured out to start. You just need a little courage and a lot of heart. The rest? It comes as you go.

No matter how old you are.
No matter how defeated you’ve felt.
You are strong enough to do hard things.
To change direction.
To start again.
To roll on, dusty, hopeful, a little broken, but still here.

So if you needed a sign today, this is it.

You don’t need a map.
You just need movement.
Keep rolling.
Keep showing up.
There’s still everywhere left to go. Chase your dreams.