I spend a lot of time reflecting on the person I am, at the tender age of 25. I always felt like an old soul, but I acknowledge that I have so much of life left to explore, make mistakes, and most importantly. . . . learn. Sometimes my meditation leads to a diatribe directed at yours truly, digging myself deeper and deeper into a hole of hatred and self-loathing. Other times, it leads me to an optimistic outlook on all the things I want to do in my life. I say cheesy things like “the world is your oyster!” “the possibilities are endless!” “the only thing keeping you from the second step is the first step!” – not necessarily knowing if the phrasing is correct, but the meaning is there.
The more I retrospect, the more I realize that I’ve done quite a few interesting things in my life. And along the way, I’ve met some amazing people. Not once have I stopped to appreciate the fact that I’ve had the opportunity to travel to some amazing places whether it was for leisure or missions, and hear the story of so many people.
So these letters are dedicated to the people I make/made meaningful connections with on my journey around the globe. Regardless of who reads them and where my notes go. Even if it ends up being a journey for my eyes only, I will be vulnerable with my thoughts and memories.
First stop : ?