So it’s been a little while.
Here I am in Santa Monica, starting a new adventure. True, this one is much shorter, and involves much less walking, and I’m not going to talk much about it on this blog. But now that I’m back in a hostel, it feels right to give this blog another post. Probably the last one to be honest, but I don’t know. I’m not gonna promise anything here.
The camino was an amazing experience. I don’t know if I can sum it up, but I’ll try.
Before we left, my classmates and I received the advice of warning our friends and family that we will be different people when we return from the camino. And I did that. But the thing is, I didn’t become a different person. I’m still me, and I will always be me. I’ve become more me though. I’ve grown into myself. I became more confident, more daring, I was reminded that I love who I am. Perhaps other people grow into new people, but I have always been me. Heck, I started writing elaborate Lord of the Rings fanfiction while on the camino, so if that’s not proof, I don’t know what is.
Right now, I feel pulls in different directions. I want to travel. Being in Spain awoke the travel bug. I want to explore the US, I want to get back to Europe, I want to be on adventures and on the move. At the same time, this summer I was working doing carpentry, and along with the camino that was one of the happiest times of my life. I felt things falling into place. I had a routine, and had stability. For the first time, things weren’t going to change in ten weeks. I could do what I was doing for years upon years. Of course, that job disappeared, but I want to seek that out. I want to settle and I want to wander. So life is pretty confusing right now, but also good.
I’m excited for what tomorrow will bring! (In both the literal and metaphorical sense.)