10 Dec One month traveling
It’s been one month since I left and all I can say is, I can’t believe this is my reality, I truly have the greatest life!
I’ve never been prouder of myself for taking the ultimate risk, and I’ve never been happier. It’s been a dream. Waking up in new cities, a hot air balloon ride, new friends, a desert safari, four countries, three regions, and two continents. So much in just 30 days.
I remember once my house went under contract I went back and forth everyday on if what I was doing was sane, correct, the right thing, etc. There were days when I thought no way would I actually go through with it, but I did and I am glad I trusted myself.
I do exactly what I want. I sleep in everyday I’m not adventuring. I either explore, or dedicate time to fitness and writing. I have no schedule, I forget what day it is, what month it is. Time is just relative now, I don’t live by my watch….when to wake up, when to go to work, when to sleep. I enjoy the peace and quiet of solitude. I love boarding a flight to my next destination. I love that I have this in me to be so free and unafraid. My anxiety over many things has started to drift away from me and my trust in people has grown.
I can’t explain the feeling of saying that I travel for a living now. When people ask me ‘what do you do’ I can barely find the words, sometimes I want to say I’m a software development project manager, sometimes I want to say travel blogger, and other times I just want to laugh and say I do nothing!
I feel free of consumerism, and of the need to look a certain way. I met someone and something just came out of my mouth during conversation where I said ‘I’ve arrived at myself’. This is the most true statement, I am fully and completely me. I’m a foreigner in cities around the world and this is just exactly what I want to be. I relish in this time to just be, not do, but just be. Happiness is seeping through my skin and I can’t wait to find out what the next 11 months will bring. xoxo