Saw (again) some travelling video on Nomads FB and realised (again) that everything i want from life is to be in motion.
I dont want family. I dont want kids. I dont want a house with garden - it is all a lie.
I want every day feel the new ground under my feet. Breathe different air - hot, cold, dusty, doesnt matter.
...
Was talking to a friend back in the day. She also studies in one country, worked in the other, spent years seraching for a job, filling holes, trying to get life together with her husband - it took years. Now they are both in Munich, they have well-paid jobs, nice apartment, all family future ahead... But she stopped sleeping. She still cant believe her run is over. She doesnt wanna believe and she suffers.
I feel like I will suffer too if I stop. Afraid of this.