I left on my big adventure yesterday - one year ago. Eight months of kaleidoscopic excitement and constantly chasing the waves. Some days it feels so claustrophobic here. Everything used to feel like neon lights. I miss being in the air and having a view from my window seat side where I could see the clouds below - knowing that something completely unexpected is coming my way. People comment on the change in me. I feel the change all around me - that being idle and knowing everything that I could be experiencing is the hardest part.
While homecooked meals and daily showers are a luxury I hold dear, I grew to love that backpack and dirty hair.
xo em
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