I don't honestly know what's going to happen. I can make up some fantastic stories in my head about a mosquito sucking on me while I'm asleep and giving me malaria but again no idea what's going to happen. If I had to actually sit down and ask myself why I am so triggered by this trip it's probably because I never really put myself in a dangerous situation. I have usually played it safe. I don't ride bikes, I don't stay out late in awkward situations, I don't go up to strangers and randomly start conversations. I have pushed myself emotionally out of my comfort zones but physically I have treated my body like a fragile glass slipper.
This seems rather remarkable in this moment to wonder how treating my body that way affects it. Has my body limited itself from its full expression due to limiting thoughts. Bodies want to shine like the sun, they want to express and move and jump and play. And yet my fragile thoughts have most likely constricted my body in some way.
The art of letting go of old patterns that no longer serve us. I find as I approach the end of my 20s, I hear the same words other adults have said to me, that life has not exactly gone so far as I thought it would. But I wouldn't change a thing. Every event has made me who I am today. So perhaps with each new situation that comes my way now I can practice opening my heart, letting in a little danger, a little uncomfortable uncertainty and flowing with whatever may happen next. If I've loved the journey so far who knows what may come next. Cheers to embracing life's unknowns and uncertainties.