"Life is what happens while you're busy making other plans." I think John Lennon is credited with that observation, but perhaps we've all been thinking it. At least I have. Honestly, I can't believe I'm still here - still restless - still wandering. Over the last 5 years, I've bought and sold 6 houses! Yes, you read that correctly. I'm also on my 5th van - though in my defense the 4th was crazy short lived (an impulse buy and total mistake). And don't even ask me about the bikes I've bought and sold lately. I've planned and taken trips, (just last week, for example, I drove 4,000 miles for basically no reason at all). Yet after each adventure, I seem to return more restless than ever. Two weeks in the house, and I'm climbing the walls.
I'm well aware that when my father died by suicide in 2016, he must have believed there was no other way out. He was stuck in the life he'd created. And perhaps as a result, I've resisted creating anything I can't escape. Instead, I create... and destroy. Terrified that any roots I put down will ultimately drag me under (6 feet under, to be exact).
Unfortunately, seeing this in yourself - and being able to change it, are two different things. So after 5 years of beating myself up for essentially being a nomad, I've decided to take a different approach - I'm embracing it! Holding on to the freedom it brings and using my passion for movement to my advantage. I'm letting go of the idea that I should come home - should live in a house - and the biggest of all: I should be a "normal" person! LOL! I am a nomad. A very normal - consistently moving and changing - nomad.
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