9th
ready to roll
The road trip I am about to take has began to swirl with connotations I was not considering when I first began planning it. Suddenly it seems monumental to me. Before I leave the country for the firs time I get to say good bye to every place I’ve ever lived. Before I assume the role of a foreigner I get to take the most important and motivating people in my most recent life to the places and people I belonged to before. Before I start my future, I get to confront my past, all of it.
I’m not a very logical person, I make decisions based on how I feel. And I feel like this trip is what I am supposed to be doing right now. If intuition is real and I believe it is, then this is the start of a new era in my life. I hope that i am not wrong. I hope I’m not disappointed. I hope I don’t eat my words and end up right back in Utah. I had a dream last night that I was back there and I woke up feeling awful and nervous that I’m biting off more than I can chew.
BUT! I’m ready. I have no idea what to expect or how to speak spanish or how to interact with strangers (i’m so awkward!) But I’m ready to try and to try alone. I’m sure there’s a good chance I’ll flop on all fronts but at least I’ll have experienced something different. Peace! I’m outta here!
