Ironically, my last blog post in March was about an epiphany I had in a spin class about how I always give up.
Well, here I am folks, 8 months later after radio silence solely because I felt like “what is even the point?” My self-doubt got in the way, that little voice in my head telling me “no one is going to read this, no one is going to care” and finally today, 8 months later and having to reset my password because I literally couldn’t remember it, I am here saying I don’t care. Why do we all care so much?
I want to have a travel blog. But I also want to have a lifestyle blog. I want to travel the world, tell you about my adventures, but not have this little abode limited to only that. I want to tell you about my good days and about my not so good days. I want to tell you how the second I am back from travelling to other countries after missing home, I’m sad looking up my next location and living a mediocre live in between. I want to be real. I want to be human. I want to be unedited.
And so dammit, I will be. I was extremely lucky the last year of my life. As a 22 year old, I travelled to 12 different countries. But did I write about much of it? No. Why? I couldn’t tell you. Did I want to? Of course I did. Maybe it’s because we are so self-limiting of ourselves, maybe it’s because I felt that “well there’s so many other posts about these places on the internet” that my experience didn’t matter. Let me tell you friends, it all matters. YOU matter. How I experience London or Paris or the tiny island of Dominica, is different than the next person who is different than the next person and etc.
I want this to be a home for adventure and a glimpse real life. I would love to continuous be on the road, but as much as my life is travelling it is also experiencing being a 23 year old figuring out the rest of my life. So here I am, and I hope more than anything you’re willing to jump into the abyss with me. (Not a deep, dark abyss though I think that constitutes what an abyss really is… but I am lacking a synonym.)
“Your 20’s are your selfish years. It’s a decade to immerse yourself in every single thing
possible. Be selfish with your time, and all aspects of you.
Tinker with shit, travel, explore, love a lot, love a little, and never touch the ground”
– Kyoko Escamilla