|Me and dad at grandpa's anniversary, ten years ago, when I thought I was funny :)|
[This post is very personal but I felt like sharing my story. No judgements please, hopefully you never have to pass thru a similar situation]
Traveling as a lifestyle sounds the perfect life, no worries, no responsabilities, no bills to pay but the truth is that there’s no such thing as perfect life. Even those millionaire people out there that can afford a castle or an island, there’s always decisions to take, some we are proud of ourselves, some were for the good, some felt the end of the world but soon we understood was for better and some? Some you just want to run away to another planet or dig an hole and hide there, so that we don’t need to face the “problem” but that’s not gonna solve anything. I guess it’s better just to choose by intuition and see what will happen. I don’t consider problems as problems, they are challenges, stuff you gotta deal to grow up, to experience to understand better the other humans.