28 Days

 Surreal is the only way to describe it. I tend to be spontaneous; I book a flight and board a plane. This time around, though. I'm waiting, I planned, and I thought. Which leaves room for people to ask questions, to let confusion fall on their faces. Why give up a master's program in Scotland to wander around Africa? 

Why?

Because... WHY NOT? 

I've learned that I have taken a lot for granted, from simply waking up, and getting out of bed with all my limbs intact, and being in "good" health. I have a roof over my head, food in the fridge, and water. Why can't that be in itself enough to sustain us... Well, to sustain me? Why do I feel like I need to chase... run away... Or maybe in a more optimistic tone, I am running towards. 

I tend to do better when I have a fresh start. I tend to think for myself, try harder, and do better. Maybe because  I realize. I realize the importance of myself, my voice, and my life. I don't take it for granted anymore. Instead, I am entirely grateful for the simplicities of life. 

So I guess to answer the WHY...

Because I am learning to live again. I am learning to enjoy the simple things of life.