I am choosing my life. I am not allowing life to happen to me. Last week I quit my job and by the end of this week, I will be on an airplane starting the first leg of three months of travel. I leave behind my community of family and friends with an open heart, ready to meet and create a new community from strangers in new places. I will be my own home with the pack on my back housing my entire life.
I’m incredibly excited, but at the same time terrified. Choosing to be uncomfortable and open to the unknown, is going to be a challenge. Giving up simple comforts like sleeping in my own bed is worrisome. What brings me solace is the fact that it feels right.
I have nothing holding me back, or tethering me to what has been home. When I think about this trip, all I can do is smile. I’m ready to go where the wind takes me.