This is a very special edit to me. I wanted to express my feelings coming back home, after almost three years on the road. A necessary homecoming that has confronted lifestyles and raised a lot of questions.
“ For the first time in 3 years, I am home. I finally have the chance to spend time and share love with my family and friends. Yet I have never felt so out of sync with the world around me. I can feel the pressure of society’s model of life when I naively believed I was immune to it. A part of me is seeking achievement and stability even though I’ve started to re-examine what it means to be successful in life.
I choose to live in the present moment and let the experiences and the encounters shape my path. I choose people and nature to be the essence of my life. However it doesn’t stop me from being scared, and a thousand questions cross my mind : Why am I doing this ? Why am I leaving my home, my family, my friends and my comfort ? Is it for the thrill of exploring the unknown and learning from others ? Is it a way to find meaning in life ? Or is it only a veil, destined to push away all these endless and disturbing thoughts about the future ? In a certain way, travelling can be seen as an escape. A breakout from society but in the end, doesn’t it make more sense to flee towards what we believe in instead of following what we don’t ?
I sincerely believe in the importance of travelling as a mean of self realization. Travel grants so many opportunities to share love, thoughts and knowledge with others along the journey, not to mention the incomparable feeling, of freedom. What better way to get an understanding of yourself as well as everything that surrounds you. “