Wanderlust by Birth

The lease for my apartment was supposed to end August 1st, but due to a nasty mold problem in one of the closets, they agreed to cut it short with no penalty. This means I will be a free woman sooner than expected. I have all of June left at my apartment but decided to go ahead and move everything over to my Moms house this week and start getting rid of the things I can live without. I’ve narrowed down what I want to bring with me, and some how it still seems like too much. At least once a day, I go through my clothes and take out a couple more items. So thankful for eBay, even if I get one dollar for a shirt, it’s another dollar added to my funds and another day of survival. It’s amazing how much shit we acquire because “we need it”, “we can’t live with out it!” haha, it’s ridiculous. Sometimes you have to make sacrifices to do what you love and I’m hardly talking about material things. 

I’ve had to make many sacrifices to achieve the things I have in my life. The hardest part about these sacrifices is, you never know if they’re the right decision at the time but that feeling in your gut, the “I have to do this” doesn’t go away. So yet again, I am having to make life changing sacrifices. I have to leave any and all comforts behind and move on into the unknown. I don’t have to go far to do this, just a move to my Moms house this week has really set things in motion.

I will be in Orlando for the rest of June, working my ass off to save every penny, enjoying the time I have to spend with my Mom and having those fun sleepless nights thinking about where I’ll be heading in a month. A year ago, I was consumed by trying to unravel what steps should be taken to understand these same curiosities and feelings, but things got put on hold when my life took a detour. Though much was learned, these feelings never went away and inevitably my life strayed me back. After a year in Orlando, here I stand again, I guess I have unfinished business. If you don’t follow through with what you should be doing, life will surely get you back on track no matter what it takes to get you there. As hard as it is to leave everyone and everything I love, I really hope to learn to love myself. I want to know that I can be happy with nothing and really appreciate the simple things life has to offer.

Traveling doesn’t start when you jump on a plane, it starts with a want and a need. I need to go experience what this world has to offer. Sometimes I wish I was someone who could just settle down somewhere and have what seems to be a “simpler life” but I can’t. I have no choice. I’ve struggled with societies conventional ideas and standards of how you should live your life for way too long and I can’t do it anymore! I’m finally accepting the person I am. As my Mom has always said to me, “You were born a free bird.”