Still Taking the Long Way Home~

Hey you. It´s been awhile. 

The past 5 years (almost 6 now) have been an amazing journey. After selling everything I owned (except what could fit in this one trusty backpack), I struck out to see the world, learn from those I met along the way, and remind myself how great and vast the world really is (and how tiny I am in contrast).

There is something quite inexplicable, and very odd, about living out of a backpack, rootless and wandering. I have been less lonely than I had imagined, have missed having "all the things" far less than I feared, and have been humbled far more than I had asked for (rude!), naturally -- yet wondrously.

My friend once called me "her favorite hydroponic human", and it remains perhaps the best compliment (to me) I have ever received. The ability to not just live, but thrive, without a root system, defies logic. But here we are.

As I pack up everything I own (once again), and seeking what´s next, with work, with life, and accompanied by all of those standard "what do I want"s and "what if"s. It is always a bit unnerving until that next landing place/role unfolds, but I am determined to dive into it full throttle (per usual).


Until then, I will be en route, still taking the long way home~