I woke up yesterday, thinking about the people in my life, places I've been and experiences I've had. It soon dawned on me that many of these things, integral parts of my life, having shaped who I am or what I believe, are things I was not at first drawn to. We've always been told to "give it a try", but more often than not after that first try if something is difficult, unappealing or goes against what we believe, we don't come back to it. I'm beginning to believe though, that those things we once listed in the "no" column of life are the very things we should come back to, open our minds and explore once again.
During my last few months of travel I kept coming back to this feeling, I was tired. I thought I was tired of travel: new beds, long buses, navigating cities and eating in restaurants at every meal. I've only just realized thought, that this is not what I'm tired of.
I'm tired of being a woman.
Emptying my Head
I'm an overthinker, my brain is always on overdrive. Sometimes the thoughts are pertinant to life, and other times they're just a trove of wonder. They're usually about, related to or in memory of travel. When they're good I like to share.