First official blog post – woo! If you read the It’s me! page, then you have already received an introduction and some background on why I’ve started a blog. If you haven’t read it, then go do that! This first post kicks off with an extension of my background and where my newfound freedom is taking me.
After a couple of roadtrips with dad and the girls it was like, I developed this mega appetite for new places. In a literal sense, dad and I were big time Triple-D fans and on the hunt for featured food everywhere we went. Plus, I was Yelp Elite back then, so I owed due diligence to my status. Less literally, I discovered this untapped desire to see more than I ever imagined. I started daydreaming about escaping the office oppression for a quaint, sunny apartment abroad living this other life surrounded by another culture bursting with unparalleled creative energy. When I actually started travelling abroad, the daydream became less of a dream and more of a living fantasy, even if it was only for a couple of weeks a year. Well, my living fantasy just got an upgrade. Tomorrow I leave for Madrid to study Spanish and do all the things I can squeeze into 4 months (within a budget).
This is huge.
I have never been away from Houston alone for longer than a few weeks, nor have I ever lived anywhere else. I am not spontaneous, I struggle with anxiety, and I am kind of afraid of this enormous leap I’m taking. It took a lot of planning and reassurance just to get over the hurdle of deciding to quit my job – not quitting it – deciding to quit it, because what sort of fool leaves a coveted, cozy desk gig with a good salary and benefits? Right here, y’all! Except quitting didn’t just mean leaving behind a salary. It meant leaving behind friendships I’d made, stability, and all that I’d known for more than a decade. It meant going against the grain of the sort of life I thought I was supposed to live.
So, as cliched as it sounds, off I go flying the coop to find myself (hopefully, in the arms of a sexy Spaniard).
