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I don’t know what happened.
I really really thought it was gone. And now its back.
Lingering and wondering.
Is it for me?
I didn’t think I wanted it anymore.
But a surprise. Now do I?
I think I do.
I feel it. My heart. My heart feels it.
What am I going to do?
I decided what I would like to be when I grow up. Someone important asked a similar question to me last night and I was like “oh, a travel writer.” And he was like - “Well then do it.” And boy did I resist… but I woke up this morning with a plan. I am going to stop the resistance and let you, the internet world aware of my plan.
I am not going to quit my day job. My day job will serve as my living cost, food and entertainment AND travel cushion. Next - I am going to network. Rather than use my friend’s friends to get JOBS (at least for now), I will keep them as contacts. And I will have them help me make contacts. And I will find other ways to network. Not asking for anything yet. Just to build a base.
Then I will keep writing travel stuff on my own, and once I write something worthy of being show somewhere, I will discuss with this network publication with them - or even someone in general.
So my plan really is not a plan, but a path. One I don’t really know what will happen while traveling it, but I guess I can’t know. But now I know what I want at the end of my path. Where the rainbow is supposed to be. And I am happy about it.