Welcome back to the blog I never finished. To be honest, the blog I never really started at all. I felt as though I had too much to lose. Now I have more, but luckily, time is running out. It’s desperation that has lead me here, to the point of not really giving a fuck about how I’m received, because that left me wading in the swamp of mediocrity for too long. Things will be different this time around. The last year of my twenties might prove to be fatal to my youth, but so be it. My youth never really had a high rate of return on my investments anyways.
So here I am, back in Asia, older, unfiltered, unforgiving and maybe a bit wiser from my perpetual creative blunders. Hopefully, my words can do more than report my status. Travel always meant more than the things that happened, or that I made happen, but it helped me gain perspective on what I was doing wrong in the first place. Whether it was at home or elsewhere, it was never about the location or the things I saw, but the growth I acquired along the way. So maybe I can report on that this time around. If things go according to plan, you, as a reader, will not be caught up in the details of what I did or where I was, but I will do a good enough job of conveying what exactly this whole lifestyle has done for me. I am not trying to say that this lifestyle works for you, or most people for that matter, but it works for me. It works because it enables me to escape distraction and focus on something that is of my own nature. No boss or expectations. Just a shit load of awkward experience and difficult communication that exemplifies the things I live for… though I’m still trying to figure out what that is. I can promise this, though: no ads, no sponsored content, no dishonesty, and no bullshit. I absolutely guarantee all of those things.
We all have our reasons to persist, and this is mine. If you would share this with me as a reader, I would feel honored, because nothing worth living is worth keeping to yourself.