Some time ago, I heard the quote,
Travel to more places that make you feel like you're on the edge of the world.
Maybe I read it, maybe someone said it to me, maybe in a moment of rare clarity I thought it up all by myself, but I can't find any attribution for it, and it has nonetheless stuck with me. Standing at the edge of the Grand Canyon, driving along the west coast of New Zealand, looking out from the top of Torrey Pines, I can't help but feel like for a moment I'm swaying in the wind at the edge of the world, of consciousness, of my comfort zone. I quit my job in the summer of 2019, and for eight months in Europe and Southeast Asia, I spent my time searching for more edges. This is my view from there.
Read how it started here.
Searcher, Traveler, Writer
Late-20s, doesn't know what's goin' on, and would prefer to do something that scares the life out of her than sit still for too long. That's me.
Quit my job in July 2019, sold my belongings, left my dog with the parents, and took off to Belgium... and that was just the start.
Writing is a great way to remind myself how funny I think I am, so I do that here...