Today marks the first day in ten years that I am without my own place. When I moved out of my parents house at the age of 17, my dreams of traveling the world and living a nomadic lifestyle were quickly confronted by real-world challenges.

Eight apartments, three houses, five jobs, seven cars, and one bankruptcy later and now I’m back to owning almost nothing, with plenty of real-world mistakes under my belt. However, thanks to my unwavering stubbornness I never lost sight of those dreams; I never gave up believing they were possible. I always knew it was not a matter of “if” but a matter of “when”.

I knew this point in my life would come eventually, but I never took the initiative to decide when things would start changing. Now, after taking those first steps early last month, I’m on track to becoming a nomadic world traveler and living my lifelong dream. Continue reading →

Traveling the world and exploring new places and new cultures has been a lifelong dream of mine. As a teenager, I fantasized about trekking through the jungles of South America and island hopping in the South Pacific. I dreamt of sailing on the ocean for weeks or months at a time, only returning to shore for supplies.

Now, a few months shy of my 28th birthday, I’m in the process of transitioning to that nomadic, location independent lifestyle that I have always dreamed of. I’m setting down my foot (actually, quite the opposite), taking action, and creating my dreams, rather than sitting back and waiting for them to happen (because if I do that, they probably never will). Continue reading →