Being away from home allows me to step outside of boundaries I would normally place for myself.
Like allowing myself to relax and take some time out to smell the roses. And allowing myself to breathe deeply.
Like thinking about what I really want out of my life, and not what I think needs to be done.
Not wasting time on expectations other people place on me, and wondering if I have lived up to them.
Acknowledging relationships for what they truly are, and not making excuses for what they could have been.
Most importantly, I realise what living means to me. And what I can’t live without.
I can only hope that when I return, I would have this shift ingrained in me so deeply, that I will be there, all that I am here.
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