The Start
I guess when looking back on a trip of such magnitude, i can only really trace the pivotal moments that have lead me to become the person i am today, if i begin from the first day i stepped out on my own.
March 12th 2009 at the Gold Coast airport. Id woken up after little to no sleep, having feared that my camera was broken and id begin the trip without having one of the soul purposes for beginning it at all.
I left through the gates after a tearful goodbye to the most inspirational person in my life, my mother. I could feel her angst to let me go but knew that in some way i was taking her with me. Taking the young women she once was, who so yearned to travel the world and capture every moment, but never had the chance because she was locked into family life so young. I think I've always been a very independent person, often stubborn and determined to the point of making decisions based solely on a idealistic vision. It wasn't until i had my passport and one way ticket to Malaysia checked by security, that i found myself looking behind me to see if anyone was with me, and suddenly realizing that now..i was truly alone.
The flight gave me time to leave these insecurities of being alone behind. To snap myself into the reality i had put myself in . There was no turning back now and it was the first time in a long time i felt free.
March 12th 2009 at the Gold Coast airport. Id woken up after little to no sleep, having feared that my camera was broken and id begin the trip without having one of the soul purposes for beginning it at all.
I left through the gates after a tearful goodbye to the most inspirational person in my life, my mother. I could feel her angst to let me go but knew that in some way i was taking her with me. Taking the young women she once was, who so yearned to travel the world and capture every moment, but never had the chance because she was locked into family life so young. I think I've always been a very independent person, often stubborn and determined to the point of making decisions based solely on a idealistic vision. It wasn't until i had my passport and one way ticket to Malaysia checked by security, that i found myself looking behind me to see if anyone was with me, and suddenly realizing that now..i was truly alone.
The flight gave me time to leave these insecurities of being alone behind. To snap myself into the reality i had put myself in . There was no turning back now and it was the first time in a long time i felt free.
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