Letting go
I don’t think I actually wrote this on here yet. Or anywhere on the internet for that matter.
I’m currently in the process of leaving my life in Germany. I don’t know if I can say for good, but I don’t have any plans to return at this moment.
In about a week another girl will move into my appartment. I’ll give her all of my furniture for a small amount of money.
Then I’ll stay at the hostel I work at for a bit, go to Sardinia with my coworkers in October, spend some more time with my mother, sort through all my stuff there, get rid of as much as possible. What I can’t bear to part with but can’t possibly take with me I will put in boxes and in my mothers attic.
But the main idea is to let go of all my possessions. There is so much stuff that really I don’t need. I will pack one backpack and a small carry on bag and take off to India in the beginning of November.
There I plan to explore a bit more and revisit some beloved places. Meeting some new people and hanging out with some old travel buds. Go to beaches and mountains and forests. Maybe try to start a writing project.
In February I will fly to Seattle. I’ll visit my dear friend Victoria who I haven’t seen since our roadtrip together in 2009. Then down to Portland (with a stop in Olympia to visit Heather!) to hang out with Ian and Kamala.
There is a possibility of an epic road trip with some friends I made this summer but nothing is set in stone.
In any case, I will slowly make my way down the westcoast and into Mexico. Maybe some more travelling in Central America. I have a good friend in Mexico city who might be able to get me in touch with some people who could give me some freelance photography jobs.
But who knows really. I can not possibly plan it through. I don’t know where I will land. Or maybe I will just keep on going.
I’m very excited about this and it feels so right. I don’t feel the need to worry or to be nervous, I just want to dive in and see where life takes me.
