Once a year, go somewhere you’ve never been to.

These words literally caught my eye a few days ago as I was spending a lazy and cosy afternoon checking things on the Internet. Outside the streets were empty on that beautiful but cold day and I won’t hold a thing against anyone, for I was warming my bones at home with a nice green tea. It wasn’t the right time to wear my bad-ass outfit anyway…it doesn’t have a fleece lining yet!

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When words slap you in the face so hard that you could feel it (see that red mark on your right cheek? That what I’m talking about) that means it might be time to dig something out. Oh, hello morning introspection! I wasn’t expecting you that early, 4am is early, right?! Returning to crazy Bogotá, my sister’s upcoming move to the land of kangaroos, dear friends going on trips around the world, all those things are somehow echoing to each other because let’s be honest here: we all look for that special place where we belong. What if travelling was just be a preliminary step to something much bigger, like a moving?

If you ever thought about leaving your country, or if you already did so, what triggered your decision? How do you feel about it by now? Niños, it’s time to bring a little interactivity to your morning coffee!


About Amertine

35, living in Paris. Heart divided between France and Colombia. Shivers at the sound of flamenco and salsa. Loves bluegrass music and completely at ease with it. Passionate about plants, natural and ancestral medicines and knowledge. Lives with Endometriosis.
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1 Response to Once a year, go somewhere you’ve never been to.

  1. bewildebeast says:

    Well my moving to the opposite side of the planet was a mixture of running away from some things and chasing some others.

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