In 2016, I found some good tickets, booked a couple Airbnb’s and I took my ass out of NYC because life and late 20s. I traveled to Panama, Dominican Republic, New Orleans, Las Vegas, Puerto Rico, Barbados, Canada, The Bahamas, and Cuba. I even hit DC up a couple of times for ratchet and relaxation with my friends.
To many of the people I know and love, this life I live is glamorous. APPARENTLY… I’m living THE life! And yes. I am definitely living A life of sorts, and on a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being canned tuna and 10 being caviar, I’m probably sitting comfortably at a good can of sardines. Still regular enough that it’s sold at the corner store/ bodega, but slightly bougie enough that if i find a good artisan cracker and some mustard, it could be considered classy.
Look here…My reality is, I work hard, I don’t have kids, and I get bored really easily, and ever since I graduated from college, I’ve found myself searching (desperately) for the same learn new things, meet new people, try new shit that may or may not fuck my life up “high” I experienced during my five years within academia. Except, I can’t just go full on turn up every Tuesday through Thursday at strip clubs and fuck my life up, anymore, because I have shit to lose. Like my job and my damn mind. SO, instead I travel to far away places with my friends, so I can see new things, and meet new people and have new experiences that are exciting enough to be memorable but safe enough that life will likely continue, positively.
I feel like if I had another set of responsibilities, like a (non-traveling) man, some kids under 16, caring for elders, a house, a government job, shit a damn car or something else that would make me a real life adult, I probably wouldn’t be able to or want to entertain this travel habit. Because word to my adolescence, I don’t consider myself a grown up. Im convinced I’m just reliving my life as a teenager without parents and a hell of a lot more money. Im basically doing the things I wanted to do, but couldn’t because my mom said no and I didn’t have any money.
Right now. I do what I want. Maybe not always what I should do, which I presume to be the difference between being grown and being a grown up, but I definitely do what I want. Obviously, because its #mylifeofkai.