i didn’t think my first solo trip would happen like this — a shotgun decision at midnight, but then again, that has always been my style: spontaneous, a short burst of passion driving me into action before my overthinking brain has the opportunity to catch up.
i was sitting at my computer nearing midnight on a Thursday, contemplating my life and how stale it’d become, when i noticed i’d navigated to hostels on Booking.com.
in Melaka, a seaside tourist town; 200km away from Kuala Lumpur, where I lived.
Shawn came home from his dinner, and stood at the doorway. together, we stared at the computer, cursor blinking.
“i think you can do it,” he said, his hand warm on my shoulder. a benediction.
i nodded woodenly, my body moving on its own, filling in my details and checking out as my mind whirled through the possibilities: what if the car breaks down? what if i get too tired? what if i can’t find any food that’s compliant? what if, what if, what if…
... the confirmation page stared up at me. 1 night, 1 room, the text read. Friday 13 May — Saturday 14 May 2022. i stifled a scream. it was happening. i was doing it, doing it, doing it. now i just needed to figure out how to live up to it.
wow! I can’t believe it’s day 50 of the 100-day challenge — we are officially halfway through. this is probably the longest i’ve ever stuck with something. my participation hasn’t been perfect, of course… but it’s been consistent, and i’m slowly learning that that’s the only thing that matters :)
love,
Gwen
P.S. i’ve been working on an important (and deeply vulnerable) piece, which will be live in a few days’ time. stay tuned~!!