imagine wandering. no destination in mind. just you.
Hard to imagine right?
I think people who choose to wander for a living are pretty damn cool, but also very mysterious. The idea of just packing up and leaving to another city, country, continent is foreign to most of us. Questions like: Are you scared? How could you possibly know what to expects? Don't you miss home? These are the inevitable questions your family and friends hit you with. But my answer always is: yes. and so what?
Fear is never a good reason not to do something.
The first time I got onto a plane expecting not to return home for several months, it was the easiest thing in the world to do. Sure, I was scared. Sure, I missed home. But I was doing something people only ever dream about, but never do. For the first time in my life, I was a doer and not a thinker. And I wouldn't trade all the memories I have gathered, all of the fun moments, the heartaches, the fear, for anything in the world.
Because when I wander I discover bits and pieces of myself that I never even knew existed.
i learn about me. and I hope on this blog that you learn a little bit more about you. and your dreams. and your hopes. while you wander...
