On my own

To find myself standing with my feet on the red sand of India and realize that for the coming ten months, there are no other than “me” around. Having everything in a backpack, carrying it with me as my legs move with no musts, no stress and no direction or goal. I have no friends or family, no things or events to distract me. Just me alone in an enormous world that sometimes is very very small.
This is the ultimate fear and my deepest longing. It scares the shit out of me and makes my heart thrilled. To not have anything to do whatsoever.

3 Comments

  1. Jennie
    Posted Sunday, December 13, 2009 at 11:16 pm | Permalink

    You’re going to have the best time of your life! A (life) journey like this is something everyone should do. I’m very jealous of you, you know that?!
    Take care.

  2. Posted Thursday, December 17, 2009 at 1:25 am | Permalink

    Yes! I know! :)

    Btw, I will miss you this christmas, but it feels good to know that I will see you both in Thailand and later next fall in your home! (don’t go move somewhere else, ok?!?!) Take care you to. xo

  3. Jennie
    Posted Thursday, December 17, 2009 at 5:37 am | Permalink

    I’ll miss you too this xmas! Very much looking forward catching up with you in Thailand and in Sydney next year.
    Not sure if our little bird (i.e. our Dear Mum) has told you, but the Institute has just enough money to keep me until xmas next year. That means we’ll definitively still be in Sydney when you come here. (Just have to get them to extend our visa).
    Until next time, xxoo.