So if you're feeling lonely and disconnected a few months into college, study abroad, your new job in that city, or an idyllic llama ranch in Peru, there's nothing wrong with you. You didn't miss anything crucial. Roots just take time to grow.
I've taken countless trains and planes, buses and taxis, and tread many paths and foreign city streets a pata, with my own two feet. But as it turns out, there will always be new challenges for a girl with absolutely no innate sense of direction.
I have to trek all the way around the building to check my mail, but I live at the place I put down as my permanent address.
Facebook has reminded me that two years ago, I stayed up until 3am at a riad hostel in Morocco, and then woke up the next afternoon to surf with strangers from Europe and Australia. Today, I woke up in the bed I own at 6am because I'm working on building a habit of discipline, and am currently staving off laziness by working my way through a to-do list.
You see, when the future is open to any possibility, when you can go anywhere, do anything, when you have no responsibilities or commitments, you think you're free.
For me, at this moment, it takes more courage to jump into a known than to jump into an unknown.
It's not the most exciting period in my life, and I think people are a bit disappointed when they ask what adventures I have going on, but if they want adventures, they can go have their own. I'm starting to visualize a future with routine and roots, and I'm visualizing it without a trace of dread. I think this is growing up, and I think I like it.