How I’ve neglected this little corner of my life. When I started this blog, I had hopes and dreams for making it a travel blog with lots of pretty photos, but alas, I see that I have only two travel-related posts and a bunch of drafts I never finished. So, I’m starting over, but with fresh intentions. My original plan was lovely, but I don’t think it fits me anymore. Yes, I love to travel and visit new places and that is a big part of who I am, but I also like to explore more than just physical spots. My life has become an exploration of everything and it would be silly to keep myself in a box of a “travel blog.” I’m not even sure I could keep up a traditional “travel blog.” I have a mind full of words and a soul full of endless curiosity. I am always taking on new hobbies and diving into the next obsession and I want to share those small, and sometimes large, journeys with others. I want this to be a space where I can ramble and be authentic and not feel a need to try to fit in some kind of mold. I want to share my journey of life.
So a reintroduction of myself: I am the batty adventurer. I am batty. I like bats and spooky things. And I do adventure, near and far. Whether it’s across the ocean, across the nation, across the state, across the city, or just across the room, I’m always into something. At this moment in my life, I am a plant obsessed maniac with many leafy children, a girl with her head literally in the clouds as meteorology is a passion I can’t stop pining over despite my ongoing lack of mathematical knowledge, an owner of a 1985 Ford van that I have spent many days and nights in as I’ve roamed in search for more pavement (or lack thereof), an ex-barista turned seasonal farmhand, a musician and composer with zero musical knowledge and only a rabid desire to paint with sound, an amateur entomological taxidermist, and the list goes on… I could write paragraphs, but this is why I am here, is it not?
I will write posts about normal travel things, like a traditional travel blog, but I will also write posts about my houseplants, intangible concepts that weigh on my mind, meals I have created out of wild foraged ingredients, poetry when something in nature moves my soul just so, and just whatever else I feel like sharing with whoever wants to listen. I am starting over with this wonderful little online journal. I hope you will join me on this adventure and enjoy the ride!