Of this be sure: you do not find the happy life… you make it.
Everywhere I go in Barcelona i find happiness. There is something about this city that makes me beyond happy, it feels like home and I’m just so comfortable here. And while for me this is the perfect place I can’t help but wonder if there is another place, another city where I could be just as happy if not happier.
Don’t get me wrong I still love barcelona and for me this is a perfect city… but I’m starting to get very wanderlusty again and starting to think… maybe is it time for my next adventure. Who knows how I will feel in July when it is time for my next move. All I can say now the possibilities are endless and of that I am excited.
One of the most important lessons that I have learned living abroad this past year and a half is that I don’t need a carefully road mapped life plan. It’s okay to have no clue what I want to do for the rest of my life yet and I don’t need to feel all this pressure to figure it out. At least in this moment I am doing something…. what comes next who knows? But I’ll figure it out.