Pre-Departure Ruminations

You all know me, and at this point in time, it seems like everything is uncertain and anything is possible.

There are, however, a few things that I do know:

A. I’ve developed an insatiable appetite for travel-it’s probably genetic.

B. I’ll work as hard as I can, if I care. Corporate life on the 39^th floor wasn’t the best fit.

C. Food and art keep my wheels turning.

D. I couldn’t be more in love with my family and friends.

Short list, right? Tell me about it.

Tonight, Danielle and I were talking about “leaving.” For the past 5 years, I’ve been in the revolving door of leaving, coming back, leaving again. Maybe I’ve packed one too many boxes, one too many times, but, the thought of completely removing myself from every known comfort and familiarity isn’t really terrifying…it’s a rush. Maybe I don’t quite understand the gravity of these next six months, but I have to say, knowing that I’ll be traveling with someone who has been putting up with me, and my shenanigans, for the past 5 years, and who I trust 100% , really helps. “Are you ready?” is now the question at hand. Yes, I’m ready to make this trip part of my story. That’s all it is, after all, right? All of these seemingly outrageous decisions become part of us, which is pretty damn exciting.

What seems to be the tagline I’ve dropped time and again is “how many times can you drop everything and run off to Africa to teach?” I’m curious to see how many, actually. This may be the start of something much bigger.

As a result of this decision to teach in Africa, I was able to go to Israel for 6 weeks, and subsequently come to LA to intern with Gen Art for the rest of the summer, rent-free (thanks Jenn). Who even does this? Beats me, but I’m incredibly thankful, and just trying to absorb as much as possible.

Giddy-up,
L