Jars of Thoughts
I have bought myself a one way ticket out of this country, ready to do just that. I am in the midst of selling most of my possessions and I have already tendered my resignation. Do I have a plan? No. Do I know where I will end up? No. Do I know when I will come back? No. Do I know what I’ll do when I do come back? No. But that’s the beauty of it. We don’t always have to know the answer. We don’t always have to be in control. Just live.
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