It is profound the different perspective one has after significant time on the road. Both perspective on the world around them and also, just as importantly, on the world within. When there are none of the normal distractions of life we’ve become accustomed to, no pop culture media inundation or shopping malls, no morning meetings or deadlines, no upcoming concerts or dinner parties with friends. None of it. When everything is stripped down to its most basic and simplest form, it’s just you and the day. When the volume is finally turned down and the static dissipates, the little things about yourself and your character that you may not have noticed before become so amplified they are impossible to miss. They are who you are. Every little fault and foible, whether you’re a bit too critical of others or you over think things, you drink a bit too much or you stay up too late, you spend too much money pointlessly or you’re too thrifty on things that matter, you’re not as patient or understanding as you should be or you’re TOO patient or understanding…. and the positives as well, your calm under pressure, your strength against adversity, your ability to adapt to new cultures and to make new relationships. Whatever it is, you start to see these parts of your character much more clearly as they drastically and increasingly affect your daily life in much more meaningful ways. It’s both exciting and a little bit terrifying at the same time. I think the important thing now will be learning how to adapt. I’m figuring out who I am, the road is showing me. Deciding which fork to take at this point though, is up to me.
WOW. Figuring out the road to take is one thing, figuring
out why and how you fit in the plan is another. Nice.
I think a lot people don’t realize how difficult it is to travel like this in one go, with one person. Not only do you get to know yourself but the person you are with. Spending a year abroad is a testament to how much Mike and I like each other. Because, dang! I knew I loved him, but now I 100% completely, really, without-a-doubt understand what it is to like him night and day in the worst of circumstances. Granted, it was in one country, mostly, so not as hard… But, how long have you been on the road? Good job, home slices. Seriously, it’s hard business.
It’s sounds like you’ve journeyed to the hardest place to get to. Bon voyage!
Wow. Well written, my friend.