So now I'm left with a dilemma. Where to next? It's a question I find myself asking frequently. This vagabond life seems very normal to me. It's all I know. Stay somewhere for a few months, then pack up and move on to the next destination. My mom tells me this is not normal, so I'll have to believe her. But I don't want to live my life a certain way because it's what everyone else does. I forge my own path and let my heart make the important decisions in life.
Some people ask me "what are you running from?" It's not what I'm running FROM, it's what I'm running TO! I'm a curious kind of gal, and I'd like to see how the rest of the people out there in foreign lands live their lives. I want to experience all that this world has to offer. We only have one life and there's no way I'm going to leave this world feeling like I cheated myself for not getting out and exploring. Get my drift? It's some inexplicable, innate force inside me. It drives me to do the things I do.
I have no idea where I'll be come January. Alaska? Hawaii? New York? California? Colorado? Virgin Islands? These are all real possibilities. I'm leaving it up to fate. Hopefully the suspense won't kill you.
I leave you with some of my snorkeling with sea turtle pics.....
coming up for air |
....and a pic of me and Erin stand up paddle boarding, I'm on the left, taking a break : ) |