And nothing less.
But it’s hard. A struggle, even. I came to do many things. Some of those things I’ve done. Done of those things I’m still gonna do. Some of those things it turns out I can’t realistically accomplish. So I’m already having to settle for less than the original dream, which only fuels the pressure of getting the most out of what I can still do.
The journey’s about halfway through, but my savings are in way worse shape. That’s not an excuse for anything, most things I do aren’t that expensive and I can just live the frugal life for the next month to keep costs down. Still, something in me is looking for reasons, however shitty, to bail out early.
If I could just fly back home for like a week and then return here that’d be ideal, but sadly not the reality i have to live with. But this, too, is adventure.