kimmkerr

I've been on the road for the past 2 months with no end in sight. Currently living out of my car. I set out on this journey not as a roadtrip but as the rejection of society that I'd dreamed of for so long. I'm not even going to pretend to participate in mainstream society in the way that I used to. From now I'm going to live the life that I was meant to live and find my own truth in this world. My journey is a very internal philosophical/spiritual one. I'm tortured by the intuition that the person I am now is only a shadow of the person I could be, as it is for most people. If I were to die right now I would know that I never really achieved my full potential and that I failed to really live.

Well, I've set out to change that. I want to live my life all out with nothing held back. I want to chase my own fantasies knowing I'll never achieve them. I want to fall in love. I want to get hurt and cry and wonder if it was all worth it. I want everything all at once and I want it to be more than I can handle. I want to live and I don't want to be afraid anymore.

I have this clarity of intention in mind but recently my journey seems to have stagnated. I've moved out of my comfort zone and settled into a new one. I realize now that I have to continually challenge myself. Like a shark I have to keep moving or I'll die. It's taken me a while but I realize the next step is joining with others. It just doesn't feel right to be doing this alone and so, just in time, I've discovered this place. I've been living on the straight side (in every way,) and I want to move away from that. I'm ready to dive headfirst into the world of being a vagabond. I feel pretty ridiculous about it but hopefully there's room for a silly, cautious idealist somewhere around here.