A year or so ago I read a Huffington Post titled "Don't Date a Girl Who Travels." As I read through it I found myself nodding and saying "yes" out loud to many of the statements:
"Her soul craves for new experiences and adventures. She will be unimpressed with your new car and your expensive watch. She won't party at Republiq because she knows that one weekend of clubbing is equivalent to one week somewhere far more exciting. Chances are she cant hold a steady job. Or she's probably daydreaming about quitting. She doesn't want to keep working her ass off for someone else's dream. She's working towards her own. She's not sure when the next paycheck will come but she goes out and takes what life has to offer her.
The frost settled on the ground from the night before, the sun was already up and the traffic was starting to build for the final workday of the week. With the engine barely running long enough to put the car into motion, I was off to work with a thermos of hot tea as the only thing warm in my car... My commute to work took only that of 15-20minutes; so just barely long enough to get that heat crankin, center my thoughts, and spend a few quiet moments in them before I would get to the studio and have to burst into energy to help everyone have a fantastic day. (for the sake of the story, where I was employed doesn't matter - You can think it was an art studio, a studio for dance or even a boutique of clothing with your imagination;) The important details are outside of the actual place of work.
I'm a storyteller and creative. I tell stories through LIVE events and Media (Hosting and Producing). I'm a Fitness Pro and a Pro Traveler with a strong desire to change the world. My thoughts are written on faith, risk, adventures and LIFE! Im passionate about Life, People, and HIM! Enjoying the journey every step of the way.