So much life has happened. Trips have been taken. Memories and new friends have been made as well as life decisions. I’ve had a lot of time to think, which can have its advantages and disadvantages. But most of all, I’ve gotten one step closer to figuring my life out, which I’m pretty sure I probably have a few more steps to go. I used to feel like getting closer to 30 meant that everything should start falling into place. But that’s the furthest from the truth. The over achieving, overly analytical thinker in me just will not let my mind rest until I’ve figured out a solution for a pressing problem. And the wear and tear is showing. So, at 1:31 am on a Friday night (well Saturday, Happy 4th!), I’m writing. I write to cope with overthinking. Maybe in the midst I’ll start to figure out those steps I mentioned earlier.
I know part of my purpose is to create. Exactly what I’m supposed to create, I haven’t quite figured out yet. And I’m starting to realize that that’s okay. Its so funny, on a recent road trip, I had my fortune told. The first thing she said to me was “You’re impatient and quite indecisive”. I had to chuckle, because she nailed it. My mind gets so frazzled trying to figure things out all the time that it often stresses me out. I just want to be perfect, really. But don’t we all?
And at the center of all the chaos, I find my balance in travel. I find my inspiration to create from sharing my experiences. One thing I do know is that I’m a great story teller. I’ve always had a huge scope for imagination. Traveling allows me to let my imagination run free. So with that being said, I’ve got a few trips up my sleeve. And I plan to keep you posted on all the juicy details.