My soul has found an earth home! From the moment I arrived in Bali, I could feel it in my bones, in the anticipatory squeezing inside of my heart, and in my giddy grin.
Physical Attractions, Surface Distractions
When I spend long stints of time wandering the world by myself, I often find myself reflecting on the nature of human attraction.
Especially as a woman who enjoys spending time alone, getting hit on becomes a regular experience. I am under no illusion that it’s because I am special by any means. It just happens. Especially if you are even a little bit warm and friendly. The circumstance does, however, make me wonder about this human dance of attraction, and how I am wired differently than this… (and i know i am not alone)
Comfort Zones & Frantic Phone(calls)
The neatest thing about traveling alone in a foreign country is that it forces you to grow some serious life hacking skills. To handle your shit and navigate outside of your comfort zone.