Hey, i've gotta be honest with y'all. i often get messages from people saying that they're "jealous of my life, that i'm an inspiration," etc. i love these messages, and i definitely encorage people to travel, but i just need everyone to know... i'm still scared shitless. i don't know what i'm doing with my life. often i wonder if i'll amount to anything. travel doesn't fix the existential lunacy that exists in my mind, and i don't ever want to appear to be someone i'm not. on this journey, i've still had rough days; days where i've cried myself to sleep even -that mental struggle doesn't just go away. travel helps you learn and grow, but at the end of the day, my foundation isn't travel. the only thing i've got to hold onto is god. he's where true joy and solace lies. take care of yourselves, friends.