Nomad, fully.

I just left everything behind. No keys to a home in my pocket. Nomad, fully.

My old apartment’s empty. My family all got together to have some pizza together. My Dad and Mom grabbed this selfie at the airport.

And now I’m writing this from a city I’ve never been, in an apartment I’ll never come back to, on a street that - before this - I didn’t know existed. I’ve never lived outside of the bay in my life, and moving forward I’ll live everywhere.

Lose your life and find it. If a vision lands on your heart, commit to it. Step into whatever unknown somewhere, or unknown something, you are called into by that still small voice - and be free.

In Fargo, ND.