Well after working construction for my dad for the last month. Its time im finally going. Anyone I talk to about my trip trip to Costa Rica says, “Oh my gosh thats so awesome sounds like a lot of fun!” But to be completely honest…im terrified and scared. I dont speak any spanish for one and I have to manage to get on a bus to some tiny town on the coast and im absolutely terrible with public transportation.
I’ve always talked about just heading out to somewhere i’ve never been but when it comes down to really doing it…its really scary. Even with my move down here to california permanently I didn’t know if it was really the right decision or not, I just knew that I couldn’t handle staying there. Now that im here I have no friends, no one to talk to but my blog. But maybe its for the better, a fresh start, a new identity. I always thought of myself as someone that did better alone then with people but I do miss the company of others.
"Moving means a fresh start, where no one knows your name, your past. You can recreate who you are without really having shit follow you. History thrives when you stay in the same place, people know you, know your stories, your shenanigans, your life, etc.
It’s the reason why people usually leave their hometowns after high school, to redefine who they are.
My moment is coming, just it’ll happen by surprise”
But I guess here goes nothing. As one of my friends Sean Johnson from Washington would always say. “PSH DONT TALK ABOUT IT! BE ABOUT IT!. So I guess If your lucky enough to find the way of life you love, you have to find the courage to live it.