When life gets tiresome, stressful, and feels like a never ending cycle of work and chores, there’s one thought that comes into my head: I need to travel. Somewhere. NOW.
For me, this happens about every six months. That seems to be my tolerance for the daily grind. Call me spoiled, but I’m just not built for 40-hour work weeks and health insurance plans and car payments and everything that keeps me grounded to this earth. As much as I love having roots here in Hawaii, I never let them stop me from spreading my wings.
Which is why now, sitting at my desk at work, that same thought won’t get out of my head.
I really really REALLY need to travel. It’s time.
Despite my incredibly low (and by low, I mean non-existent) funds, I’m planning a trip to Turkey and then Ibiza in a few months. I don’t care if I don’t have money to eat while I’m there – the one thing I’ve learned about traveling is that most of the struggle is just getting there. The rest usually takes care of itself.
Now that I’m planning this, though, I’m taking a long, hard look at my life. I do love my nice apartment, my new (to me) car, and the structure and stability that staying in one place brings. But the comfort provided only matches part of who I am – and certainly not my true self.
I’m seriously considering jetting off and working abroad for the next few years. I’ve taught English in Cambodia, and only need a few certifications to be fully qualified to do so long-term. I’m young, single, and can easily set my car & bills to be taken care of. Yes, I absolutely adore living in Hawaii. But after such a tough year, I’m thinking it’s time for a change.
For now, I’m hitting up friends and researching my options. Travel is something I truly love – and while Hawaii is certainly its own paradise, I can’t help but seek it out in other corners of this earth.
Till next time,