Today was the 200. day since I’ve set off to travel.

My last (very brief) update was about how I am on my way to Mallorca to get some summer feeling. I’m happy to stay that I have managed to get that – it’s nice and warm over here, but not boiling hot. I’m not the kind of person who would go sunbathing to the beach for days, but I did swim in the sea, I walked on the beach, collected pebbles, seashells. I ate tapas, paella, drank sangría and in general I’ve been having a good time here so far. I’m probably staying on the island until the end of the month, but I don’t have a set date yet of leaving. I’ve checked  some flight ticket prices today, so I have ideas, but it will be decided over the next week.

The odd thing to think about is, that now, going home came to the horizon. Based on the flight prices I checked and my current ideas of how I would want to do things, a month from now I might be home. I can’t really imagine that. Especially since I don’t have a “home” to go back to – when I set dates I will quickly have to start to arrange things so that I can have a home base somewhere, since I want to stay home for the winter, but only so much of a base, that I actually probably want to keep my mobility to set off somewhere for the spring again.
I don’t know what I want to do, but many things came up and there are events that I want to attend and people that I will have to see again. We were talking about art residencies, working together, camping together, seeing places, doing things. Many-many plans, but all of that is in this weird non-realistic realm.

Sometime soon, I will have to figure out a reasonable next step. I’ve spent most of this year wandering around, catching up with people, making new friends, gathering random experiences, observing myself and constantly thinking, evaluating, breathing. Next year I’m going to have to start to make things happen, and more importantly also have to make money. I will have to find jobs here and there, take on projects, figure out income streams and actually really start building up a path that will allow me to do all the things that I would like to be doing, learn all the things that I want to learn and be with the people that I want to be with.
I have a few ideas, but I don’t have a plan. I’m going to have to start planning towards the end of the year and then pull things together.

For now I will try to make the most of my time here – I’m going to a workaway host tomorrow and supposedly I will learn a great amount of new things of etsy and online shops and more importantly I’m going to meet new amazing people. As much as I’ve been in a socially exhausted state in the last weeks, I also keep looking forward to meeting people. Sometimes it is hard to actually pull myself together to set off, but I do go and I am happy that I get to know more and more interesting folks from all around…

But now I’m just rambling – forgive me, it’s almost 2 in the evening over here. I’m going to stop typing now and instead of going back to editing or saving this for later, I’ll just hit publish and go to sleep. Otherwise this would land in a pile of posts that never made it to the surface.

Bottomline stays the same as ever: I’m still alive.