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Monday, September 20, 2010

Where to call Home?

I am a nomad. I may have left this fact out when I met Mike. I don't think he realized what he was in store for. He's a settle-down-in-one-place kind of guy. I do not like to stay in one place. Ever. The idea of forever is not something I like to think about. Sure it may seem "nice". Find a place you love, or think you do, buy a house and settle down.

Warning sign number one. Settle down. Translation - stay put, tied down, get bored. Die. Ok, maybe that last part is a slight exaggeration but you get the picture. I do not like to be in one place forever. Maybe it's just that I haven't found that perfect place or maybe it's just that I'm not that person who is meant to be in one place forever. Whichever way you look at it we have a problem.

I love to watch those shows on T.V. where they are looking at houses in different areas all over the country and all over the world. I see a new place and think how great it would be to live there. The thrill of unchartered territories, discovering new areas, finding new shops, new neighborhoods, new roads, just new everything. It's so fun & adventurous.

Mike always laughs at me because everytime I see a different city I tell him that it would be nice to live there. He knows that all would be good for a few years and then I would be done and ready to move on after that. Or would I? How am I to know if something is right for me or not if I don't try it out? I could be missing out on so many areas simply because I chose to settle down in another. Part of the problem is that I've discovered years ago that the place that I was meant to live is Paris and since it can't happen at this moment, I must spend my life finding a replacement. Not an easy thing to do.

I used to be a traveller. That was all I wanted to do. Travel the world, see new sights, experience all that the world had to offer. Why would I want to limit myself to just my immediate surroundings? I was happiest when I was travelling. Stepping off the plane in a new location, finding my hotel, unpacking, settling in. I loved it all.

Walking outside to start the journey in a new place is a great feeling. I miss that. Most of all I miss me when I was exciting. I feel like when I'm on the move I'm more alive. I need to bring that person back. Travel helped me not mind where I lived as much because I was able to move around so much. Once that was curbed, my restlessness grew. I felt like I was stuck.

I do a lot of thinking on where I want to live and where I want to be. I still have no clue. Depending on the day, I want to live either here or there. I told Mike that I am willing to live anywhere for at least a few years. I mean that. Location must be within reason of course. A girl's got standards.

1 comment:

  1. Well, this is one situation I have a hard time relating to. I am definitely more of a stay in the place I grew up kind of a girl. have you really sat down and talked to Mike? It sounds like you are serious about moving and if so, I say why not? I suppose his first concern is finding a job wherever you go so maybe look into job opportunities in the area you are thinking of to show him u mean business. whatever you both decide, you will be missed!