The nomadic life chose me, not me chose it
It started after the army that I couldn't hold down a job
I thought something was wrong with me, I left my parents' house and come back
Going back and forth, after a short period
Like this for several years, I lived in many places in my country (Israel) and in the US, for short periods, but I would always return to my parents at the end…
Then I learned to be precise, I learned a lot about myself
And I understood
Everything is fine with me
I just can't be in one place 24/7
My soul needs to wander, each time to a different place
And I also realized that I need to be independent, I can't have a boss over my head, I'm too independent in my nature
To work from anywhere, that would be an option for me and not a dream
And only today, at the age of 29, I feel more precise and know what I need and want
You don't get everything you want in life, more what you need
And I know exactly what I need!
And I hope that soon I will find the job of my dreams so that I can wander full time and not every time for a short period of time
This post is mainly for sharing, but if I go out if remote work is an option
🙏🏼☺️ This is a blessing