I’ve been thinking about this for quite awhile now, and have come to this conclusion: one of the greatest adventures in life is how our paths intertwine with that of the people we meet, whether for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.

I suppose this is something I’ve been pondering more post-New Zealand, because there’s something about being constantly on the move that makes you think about the friendships you’re forging, and the people you connect with, but have to say goodbye to shortly after.

I suppose I’m the kind of person who craves continuity, which I guess made certain goodbyes a little tougher than I thought it’d be.

But here’s the thing though. We can all visit the same places, but have a completely different experience because of the people we meet. Because you never know what every hello, smile or kind gesture will lead to, or how that could leave a lasting impression on someone else.

I think about roommates from all over the globe who gave me a sense of home even though we were all miles away from where we came from. I think of the strange unexpected friendships forged that influenced my decisions of where to go and how long to stay at a particular place. I think about the strangers I got to know over the space of less than 24 hours, and how they reminded me of the importance of taking a break and enjoying sunsets. I think about short getaways and how jumping off things and an abundance of sugar can and will lead to great stories.

I think about the people who have no idea how something they said off-hand would inspire me to do things I was hesitant about before. And of course, I think about the people who taught me valuable lessons about who to trust.

" Erschwinglichen Trending Fotografie Kulissen Hintergründe Backdrops"
Peaceful days @ Palmerston North

I wrote this at 5:30am so who even knows if it makes any sense.

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