I’ve been researching to see if I’m bat shit crazy for planning to travel the world or if this is something that people actually do.
So I did what any smart girl would do…I googled it, because that’s where all the answers are. Truly they are…well, maybe not. But my son did find an article on how to break into his car when he accidently locked his keys in it in the garage. Scary it only took him less then 10 minutes to get in. Great skill for a kid to have though.
What I found was article after article written by skeptics. They think that because people quit their job, sell their house, give up all those belongings and get into their car and head out into the big bad world, that they are running from something. Why are those “glass half empty” people saying I’m running away from something. They don’t know me.
Maybe I’m running to something or along side of something…or in front of something…or maybe I just like to run. Maybe light jogging is more my speed. Or a leisurely stroll on the beach with a drink in my hand, in New Zealand. With the Rock…ok, sorry, back to reality.
Some days I feel trapped in my life. Like I need a change…a better purpose. When I get like this it means I need a vacation…preferably one that doesn’t end. Luckily I have some short excursions and a 10 day road trip coming up! And I have so many things that are rolling around in my head that I need to write about. Now there’s where the real adventure comes from, and writing does make me feel better.
I have already realized that life isn’t just about work, it’s not just about the big house and the white picket fence. It isn’t about how much you weigh, it isn’t what color your hair is, what color your skin is, if you’re broke, if you’re rich, what kind of car you drive, what you scored on your SATs, what college degree you have, what college degree you don’t have. I could go on and on. But I have to remember that what other people think of me is none of my business.
This all goes to show me not to Google shit. Because most of everything on Google or the Internet is opinion…not fact. I know deep in my heart that this is the right path for me and when I think about it…it makes me extremely happy.
I know I don’t have to convince everybody else out there that this is what I want to do…but occasionally I like to vent out what’s in my head so that it doesn’t get stuck there.
It gets stuck on google instead…