The more I stare at the map, the less scary it seems. Ever since I was a little girl I would dream of the West Coast. I'd bravely dream out my bedroom window trying to figure out how I could get myself out of my circumstance and to this magical place, which at the time, was the furthest place I could imagine.
Fast forward to 2010. Same house I grew up in on the same dead end street. Head on the pillow next to my mom as she was dying. I found myself once again dreaming to be a million miles away and dreaming of getting myself to the West Coast again. I promised myself and my mom in that moment that I'd make the journey. Today I finally started seriously planning it.
The plan isn't so much about adventure. It's about conquering my fears and doubts that I can get anywhere I want to be. Hoping to write throughout the journey and get some clarity on the book I'm writing. Next step,,,funding it :)
"Knowledge of what you love somehow comes to you, you don't have to read nor analyze nor study. If you love a thing enough, knowledge of it seeps into you, with particulars more real than any chart can furnish." Jessamyn West
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