In just a few days I will be on a plane off to a new adventure, on the way to a place I have never been before. Yes, this place is just hours away from my home country, but nevertheless the taste of the unknown tingles in the back of my throat, the adrenalin makes my stomach pull together and my intestines twist and turn once in a while. In a way this is like stage fright - the fear of being seen and heard by a mass of people that not only represents a judging eye, but also represents the self - after all, whom am I testing but myself? This trip is about the adventure, of course it is. Only recently I was told that I am an adrenalin junky because I seek out opportunities but I think that it's actually quite the opposite: I am scared as shit of new things and yet I push myself outside of my comfort zone because I know that outside of the comfortable lies much of what makes life worth living.
Going to France by myself to help out at a hostage/organic farm without knowing French or anyone in the area is very much outside of my comfort zone. But I'm ready for the adventure, I'm excited to expand muy horizon and become more rooted in who I am as a person.