Finding a Home
Hello there, this is yet another piece that I write in a beemergency.
This blog has become quite cursed with my latest posts. I think that I’ll keep using it kind of like a semi-private journal. In the future, I’ll be able to answer the following question: “What was I not-so-comfortable with sharing but found the guts to do anyway?”
So, in the latest news, I’ve found a few people that share a similar hobby as me (psychedelics). Actually, it’s quite a lot of them (we all met at an Indian restaurant).
I’ve had a similar experience as when I entered a computer science school with people who liked technology. I felt at home. Like there was something that finally ties me to the place I’m living in. There’s a point to living, and it’s passion. And all the power that I’m gathering will help me live like I truly want.
To conclude, here’s a piece my advice for my future self; who will probably decide to take his pink computer and live in a remote country for a few years or ghost everyone because human relationships are so hard to maintain:
find the people that make you feel at home; and then, everything will fall into place