Maybe this is a bit extreme, but this is how I feel. Well, maybe it is a bit extreme. I guess I should say…
I feel most alive when I am growing.
And by growing, I mean learning… evolving… living.
It has been over six weeks since I hit the pause button on living in my van to return to Atlanta. Unlike My Scotty Adventure, I am not ready for this journey to end. I am soooo ready to be back in the van… back to living, exploring, growing.
A few years ago, I made a conscience effort to live more and work less. With this declaration came minimalism. After all, if I have fewer wants then I would spend less money. This simplification of life has led me to focus on the things I enjoy… the things that matter to me.
It looks like I will be in the city until the end of July to do work stuff (ugh!). To help me get through this period, I will ask myself every morning…
What can I do to grow today? What can I learn?
Yes, true… happiness is not a place, but I feel most alive when I am traveling. I feel most alive when I am learning.