that's it. that's the endeavor i'm set on taking on very soon.
it's been six and a half months since i've been home from japan. and even though life has continued to move forward, i have gone into sync of this continuous wavelength of sameness. other than writing my book's first draft (which i am currently 106 pages into), everything feels bland.
it's the same town. with the same places to eat, places to go to, and places to hang out.
the same people, with the same conversations, drama, and complaints.
the same vibes and attitude toward how life deep down kinda sucks for them and how "nothing" can be done about it.
i love home with all my heart, but it's draining to be surrounded by people and things that have never experienced big monumental change.
sometimes, there's something within you that just cracks.
sometimes, you just need to say fuck it, and you decide to take the leap you've always wanted to take.
and amongst all of it, have the belief and faith everything will continue to fall into place from there.
well that moment is here again. at the same time it was in 2023 when i signed my paperwork to work in japan.
is this what it means to have a passion // purpose in life? a goal that burns within you so much you want nothing more to achieve it beyond anything else?
because there's nothing more i want than to do this right now.
i hope to write out how my travels and book writing are going more often here now that i have more time.
for around five months, it will just be a backpack and myself. wish me luck! <3
- your favorite booksta.... traveler, stacker, writer, authoring person....?
(sats for support are so greatly appreciated on this next journey if you have any to spare. thanks so kindly in advance during this crazy time in life!)