Five years ago, if you told me I would quit my full-time job to become a digital nomad and check places off my bucket list, I would have told you that you are absolutely insane.
Every year it's the same story: this year was terrible. Next year will be better!
This year struck a different chord for many around the world and in my network of friends, family, and acquaintances.
I'm a serial blogger. I start a blog, write a handful of posts around that niche, and then abandon it when another idea hits. My writing lives across the Internet on Tumblr, LiveJournal, WordPress, and Squarespace. The random topics included vegetarianism, travel, music, and living the LA lifestyle. You name it, I probably wrote about it.
My vision of a dream home shifted over the years. As a child, I was envious of the mansions and luxurious homes my friends lived in (though our four bedroom and two and a half bath was nothing to sneeze at). After college, I returned home, yet dreamed of the city life—some modern apartment in the financial district of New York, or a brownstone near Greenwich Village.
Does anyone remember the 3r's campaign of the 90s?
Reduce. Reuse. Recycle.
I remember that mantra from about middle school on, and now that we're in 2020 and STILL discussing how to reduce our consumption and save the planet, it's pretty mind-boggling. At least in some ways.
Entrepreneurship was never in my life plans. I followed the traditional path of going to college and getting a job, then going to graduate school and getting promoted.