When I imagine my future, I usually imagine it as a single vagabond type, living and working in different places, collecting many interesting friends but being a very “lone wolf” kinda gal. I want to live in every continent, I want to spend years working in refugee camps, I want to get jobs for NGOs working in big African capitals or in the countryside. I have always just sort of assumed that this was a solo kind of life unless there happens to be someone who is “walking the same way.”
Over the last couple months, I’ve realized that I sometimes find traveling with people difficult. It is hard to compromise with the needs and wants of others. And sometimes I find that I can only feel a place when I am wandering the streets by myself.
But I’m not actually the complete loner I make myself out to be. I have had some frustrating times with people the last couple months, but I have also connected and enjoyed myself immensely with old and new friends.
The friends I felt closest to in Xela all left recently or are leaving, and I was surprised to find myself bummed out about that. You know, legitimately sad at each goodbye. Guess I am not as cold and callous as all that.
Maybe I am only part lone wolf.
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Although people don’t really change deep down, they do change. Their likes and dislikes change. The amount of patience etc. etc.
You may find, one day, that you really want to spend more time with someone. Or after you do all those things on your list you will get tired of moving around a lot.
Or not. One never knows. It is nice that you know enough to go with the flow.
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