Late Blooming Wanderlust

trainwindowI spend a lot of my time wishing I was traveling. I read articles about how people do it full time, I imagine what it would be like to carefully examine every single belonging I own and whittle them down to just the essentials, and I plan how I would pack my life into a backpack. I also know that when I’m traveling I miss my home, I miss a hot cup of tea in familiar surroundings, and I get nervous when there’s no stability.

This blog is dedicated to finding the balance between those two opposites. I wont be selling all of my belongings and I wont be living out of a backpack (for more than 2-6 weeks at a time anyways). I will, however, be testing a theory I’ve developed that if I can make sure I visit two new countries a year maybe I wont daydream so much about selling all of my stuff and taking this show on the road. There are so many other ways than either living my life inside in front of a computer screen in the same city forever, or not having a home at all, and I am going to find a way that works for me.

I’m looking forward to sharing how this exercise goes, and I’m hoping that having a place to write about all of my preparations, research, and travels will keep me accountable with regards to actually getting out there and doing the thing.

This isn’t goodbye, it’s see you later,



4 Replies to “Late Blooming Wanderlust”

  1. Cool.
    Our Grandpa Murray used to end his conversations on the telephone with me “it’s not goodbye, it’s so long”. Or something similar to what u said lol

    • I like that! I don’t think I spent a lot of time on the phone with him, I wish I could remember. It sounds like Grandpa Murray had a lot of quirky phone etiquette haha

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