Traveling inspires me to write whereas writing inspires me to live…
When I read that sentence, I knew what my decision should be…Right now, I am in the process of choosing another path for my life:
Head back up to Alaska, or go to Central America, possibly South America
I have been living in a confused state of mind, how I want my life to work out, settle down young, get married, have kids, blah blah blah…or stay adventurous, exploring more of the world, meeting someone as nomadic as myself…I am in a constant state of war with myself.
I have been writing out pros and cons lists to no avail, and every time, I smile at the thought of Alaska, to my friends…But I also smile at the thought of possibility of a more intense life, how does a nomad stop and say “enough is enough?”
As a friend from London pointed out today: my mind has already been made, at least subconsciously, as I have prepared for Central America by dying my blond hair dark brown, to attract as little attention as possible.
My God, who knows where my life is about to lead? I wonder where I will be in one month! The thought of not knowing where I even plan on being is exciting in itself!
I think you have discovered traveling as a life changing experience and already learned so much about what is out there, just go and live YOUR life, you’ll do just fine.
Best of luck !
Thanks for the comment, I just don’t know what exactly MY life is…its quite confusing, either choice I make will greatly affect my life.
It’s reassuring to hear someone as confused as myself. I sit and ruminate for days about what I want to be and where I want to go and in the end the answer will pop into my head without any thinking at all, wether it’s something someone says, something I read or just a lightning bolt. I woke up 1 morning 12 months ago and bought a ticket to Canad from Aus, man….my life will NEVER be the same…:) good luck dude!
Thanks, I have been in this constant state of confusion since I left Europe, its frustrating!