I've been away from home for 41 days now. That means I have 685 days left in my life changing journey.
My month and a half has been full of things. I've stayed in 14 different hostels in 11 different countries. I've made friends with accents. I've collected postcards from all these countries and am slowly sending them to those I care about.
There's still gaps in my life but I'll fill them when I can.
I miss my friends.
I miss my family.
I miss my Ricky.
But I'm following my dream and the emptiness I carry with me is a side effect of it.