i’ve been home for 10 days.
it’s been made clear as day to me that wherever you grow up, things stay the same. family, friends, vibes, and the atmosphere.
all that i experienced in japan followed me home in the best and most beneficial ways possible. in knowing this, it makes doing the “right thing” seem completely wrong now.
in the perspective of those i know, i have always felt like the black sheep.
i don’t want a full time job long term, and to sell my soul for what might seem like forever.
i don’t want the newest house, car, or material things.
i don’t even want stability, or the easy and straightforward path to take because it’s what is considered the safe route out.
i want a life that is free spirited, unpredictable, and full of surprises. one that embodies complete control of your time, and is full of all sorts of adventures and experiences.
that exact mindset i have is absolute insanity to a majority of american society. and that clearly showed during my solo travels, when i could count the number of american solo travelers on both of my hands.
but, i’ve realized that sometimes doing things the wrong and unconventional way is what is right for you. i’ve accepted that, and i embrace it fully.
and whatever you end up choosing, i hope you’re able to, too.