It's always weird to come back. Realize
that it's over, it's time to go home. This trip has been awesome, I
have experienced so much, learnt new things about the world and of
course about myself. I believe I'm little bit closer being the person
I want to be. Baby steps.
When I started this trip I was
extremely nervous. More nervous than I have ever been before
travelling. I had problems with concentrating and I was afraid that I
won't be able to concentrate when I'm travelling. That I end up doing
nothing, because I can't keep my attention on anything longer than
one minute.
I was totally wrong. During this trip I
have been more sensible, reasonable, wiser. I have been able to
think, write, talk with people. I have been in this reality more than
last four month. I was kind of surprised, how is it possible.
But when you think about it, it's not
that weird. I love travelling, it makes me feel like home. It's only
natural if it's easier for me to be and live.
Now I'm losing it again. I'm getting
more and more restless, I can't concentrate on anything. My thoughts
are jumping from one to another and it's hard to keep up. But it's okay.
Love,
Ambivalent
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