Through 'confessional' simulations, we come to realize the timeless wisdom of Socrates that 'an unexamined life is not worth living'.”
A digital nomad gets their freedom and power back after many years on the road, living off a laptop, playing a fantasy character, and chasing a nomadic lifestyle.
I tell people I've been to over 50 countries. It's really only 34. Exaggeration helps to cover the agony. As if an outward promotion of my worldliness can make up for the fact that my soul yearns for more. I am largely lonely. And my travels around the have been lonely as well. In search of my soul mate, my soul tribe, my soul work. I've wound up in a state that seems more lost than found. My identity of being a globe trotter no longer fills the void. I sit in bed on a Sunday. Reflecting on the image of myself I’ve latched on to. If I don’t let it go, the pain will continue. It's time to surrender. My confession is the action to open a new chapter. To be nothing more or nothing less than I actually am. It’s time to come home.