I will go with you in music festivals and see your favourite bands. With my awful symphony, I will sing along with you.
I’ve had so many adventures that began with a tiny, by-chance meeting and ended in beautiful experiences. Trust in others, and watch your wealth in experiences compound.
I must live my answer. And every day I’m given is another precious opportunity to bellow out at the top of my lungs my answer: THIS is who I am!
Travel makes you feel alive. It reminds you that you don’t need much more than the clothes on your back, it reminds you that you are born to do so much more than work a job you hate, pay bills and die.
Climb that damn mountain — whatever your Mountain may be. Because it’s going to be shitty, trust me. It’s going to suck for a while, and you’re going to think you’ll never make it.
Moving on is not easy. There are no shortcuts and surefire directions, but when you travel solo, you will be able to meditate and reflect on why certain things happened.
You return home as an updated version of yourself, with layers of experience, self confidence, and much self-love.
If you’re experiencing the same feelings as I am, know that your friends will not forget you. Chances are, they miss you and their homes as much as you miss them.