Traveling is my happy place

Just think about it for a little bit. What is your happy place? Did you ever stop to think to yourself ‘when am I happiest?’. Do you already know what your happy place is or do you still need to figure it out? It can be so many different things and it’s different for each and everyone. Maybe your happy place is sitting next to your sister on the couch while drinking tea and watching Netflix. Maybe your happy place is in bed, cuddeling up to your partner. Or maybe it’s on top of that hill, sitting on that bench where nobody ever comes, just watching over the city.

I truely hope you’ve found yours. And I know I’ve found mine. I just recently found mine actually, and I’m so glad I did.

Not knowing my happy place

I’m about to get pretty personal here. I have not been happy in the past 3 to 4 years. Being pretty happy is actually something that happened to me quite recently. I struggeled a lot. With relationships, what I wanted in life, my job.. there wasn’t anything I liked doing anymore and at some point I didn’t even see the point in going on anymore. And most importantly: I didn’t know how to change any of it. I did not have the strength to change anything either. It’s not that I didn’t love anyone anymore, it’s not that I was unable to ever have fun or smile, it’s just that the negative thoughts and feelings overruled all of it. I didn’t know how to break out of it. Until I made the best decision of my life.

I quit my job. That’s what I did to break free. I took a risk and it was soooo worth it. I won’t go into details, because I’ve already done that here. But it was the best thing I ever did for myself. I quit my job so I could travel. It was the only thing at that point that I knew I liked doing and I felt I wasn’t doing it enough. Time to change that.

After that I didn’t have a job for two months and it allowed me to go to Malta as well as Japan. It allowed me space to get my thoughts straight and figure out where I want to go with my life. I mean, I still don’t know 100%, but I’m getting there! I now have a simple job again because I need the money, which is okay but it probably won’t last long because I figured out I love change. This job does not offer me anything but the same conversations all day long, while sitting in the same chair all day long. I already can feel that I want something else.

Finding my happy place

The two months of just traveling, doing whatever I felt like and not having to work were such a blessing to me. I figured out what my happy place is. I figured it out on the plane home from Osaka and it just made so much sense.

My happy place is not bound to someone or to a location. It’s not linked to a certain smell or time of day. My happy place is when I’m traveling. When I’m crossing the globe in an airplane, even if it’s a 14 hour flight and I can’t sleep because of the uncomfortable chairs in economy class. It’s when I’m on the train to another city here in The Netherlands, even when there’s a crying baby on it. It’s on a boat that takes me to pretty islands even though I get seesick. It’s when I’m driving and when I’m just waiting for boarding at the airport even when I’m three hours early. And of course, most importantly: it’s when I’m at the destination. The place I’m spending my vacation. It doesn’t matter where that is, I always feel so much at home. I feel more at home when I’m traveling than I do when I’m in my appartment. It’s a strange feeling, but it makes so much sense to me.

I definitely wasn’t born to always be in the same place. And neither are you. We are all travelers, even if it’s not your happy place.

Let me know what yours is xox

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