My nomadic life has begun or maybe it was always supposed to be this way. I left ahead of schedule, but am likely already behind. Even as I type those words I chastise myself for having a “schedule” or “plan”, the plan is supposed to be there is no plan. I have spent my whole… Continue reading There is NO plan
I have a few days left on my current contract with no idea as to what comes next. This will be the first time I do not have a job or have not been in school since I was 15. I am not even sure what to do with myself when I am not doing… Continue reading What is next?