Lately I’ve thought about leaving Utah and trying out some place else for awhile. Friends ask me where I would go and all I can respond with is “I don’t know exactly, but somewhere away from here.”
I’ve adopted the philosophy that life is much too short to stay in the same place forever. We were put on this beautiful earth to explore all that it has to offer. Yet so many of us don’t take advantage of that opportunity.
So far I’ve traveled to just a few places in my life but I’ve been to a couple of really cool destinations; Thailand and Costa Rica for example. Each time I manage to take a trip somewhere, whether it be over seas or even a neighboring state, I always learn more about myself and develop this crazy urge to continue exploring. However we are programmed to believe that all good things must come to an end, so back home I always end up going.
While coming home from a trip is never fun, I cannot deny that good feeling that also comes with arriving back home. Why is this? Is it because home is a safety net? Or is it because we miss those who we had left behind? Probably a bit of both I’m assuming.
The problem with being home is I become stagnant. Time passes by as I go about my daily life. Sure I think about going more places, but it always gets put off until tomorrow.
Lately I’ve talked a lot about my journey to become a minimalist. As a result of this effort, I have found myself with very few material possessions. This leaves me in a very good position to just pack up and leave. I just need to stop talking about it and find the courage to actually do it!
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