Modern Nomad

There is something I have to accept about my current self. It is something that, surprisingly, I don’t know if I enjoy or hate. Or hate that I enjoy. Or even enjoy hating. I am a modern nomad.

For the past five months I have had no real home. Not physically anyway. At first, the rush of stripping off lease shackles and wiping my name off of the grid gave me a high.  I felt like I had beat some sort of system. The one that says you have to follow a certain progression. The house you grew up in – college dorm – apartment with one too many room mates- apartment with no room mates – rent house – mortgage – death.

I wrote about how fantastic it felt to let go of old crap, the cleansing of de-cluttering, and the excitement of the unknown. I have traveled to so many new places. I lived in a new place. I stayed in so many Holiday Inn Expresses that I am now opening a shop on Ebay selling tiny lotion bottles that are easily mistaken for conditioner.

It’s true. All of that it is exciting. But exciting doesn’t always necessarily associate with words like fun, easy, or stress free. In fact, it has been written that acute stress is what actually brings about excitement. It isn’t always clear, open roads with your favorite song on the radio, and a large Icee in the cup holder. Sometimes, it is bumper to bumper traffic, nothing but radio interference, and a watered down Sprite when you asked for a Coke.

It turns out that being or feeling stuck and confined is often equally as terrifying as being locked out or feeling afloat. I’ve been a creature of habit. I’ve been a hermit, and now I have been a nomad. I have no idea what I will try out next, but I will be something. Sometimes I just don’t know what I want, and I’ve accepted that that probably means I will continue to change forever. And you know what? I am inexplicable okay with that. Actually, I love that about me.

In honor of my nomadic life, check out my second installment of hotel room ramblings: Hotel Room Perks

Winners of my contest for Blogger Interactive will be e-mailed this month, hang tight! I haven’t forgotten!

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About Becca Cord

Becca Cord is a twenty-something year old southern ballerina turned humor writer and video editor. Having lived in Louisiana her entire life, she is now perusing her travel dreams while starting her own free-lance Web Marketing business and organizing a nation wide blogging event, Blogger Interactive. She believes one of her callings is making people laugh, and she intends to do so. You can find Becca on her personal blog, Facebook page, or Twitter @becca25tofly.

Posted on September 5, 2013, in Adventures, Travel and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 21 Comments.

  1. Wandering life style ain’t so bad! I’m gearing up to ‘stay put’ for a bit. But have plans to get for a month in March! Heheehe.

  2. I think fear is what drives us the most in these situations. If you stay still, you’re afraid your life is boring, and you’re not doing anything with it during your short time on earth. If you’re moving around you’re afraid you’ll never feel stable again. The same rush we felt while doing something new is now the same rush that makes us feel anxious.

    I’ve found the key to existing in peace is to be happy for the circumstances you have at any given time. It’s fine to change things up and move in a different direction, but when you feel anxious about your circumstances (or past or future ones) you’re not really enjoying life anyway.

  3. So let me get this straight; not only are you smart, sassy, clever and intelligent, but you’re vlogging about hotels and cutting into my territory? Well, I’ll say this,if anyone was going to usurp me, I’m glad it was you, Becca.
    Well done!

  4. Hiiii!! Always embrace the change, Lovely Becca. I think that’s the only thing we will ever have control over. That and the actions we undertake. When I was younger I had my whole life cut out, but I couldn’t foresee all the changes that would appear on my path as I grew older. It changed my perspective on life and what I want to do in it. As much as I love to have some control over things, I also love change as I’m way too curious by nature. It’s an odd balance and a balance that’s always shifting around. So whenever there’s a balance, I’m comfortable for a little while until curiosity strikes again. Wee!

    I LOVE your dance at the end. And YES to pillow forts! I love your videos ^_^

  5. Becca, good to see you. I feel like life is just one big metamorphosis, constantly changing. I love you dance with Jack. You guys are so cute together and he looks like he’s having a blast!

    • Haha! Amy, I am glad he appeared to be having fun, because I think he was actually thinking “put me down you tipsy fool”. In my defense, there isn’t much else to do in hotel rooms :).

      Life is definitely a long never ending metamorphosis and we are all little butterflies yay!

  6. It’s a shame it isn’t easier to fluctuate between stability and free-floating. Each is such a needed tonic for the other, but the longer you do each, the harder – and more damaging – it can be to switch.

  7. After a lifetime of following, almost, the progression you describe as the routine, I’m looking forward to selling the home, downsizing to something really, really small, and living a more nomadic life.

  8. Yeah, what Rich said ^^^ You won’t properly appreciate what you’re doing until you’re much older with lots of responsibilities and can’t do it anymore!

    • Oh look, I did up arrows to point at Rich like this ^^^, but my comment has gone above his, so I should have done arrows like this…………….oh I can’t find any down arrows, but you know, down arrows!

    • Where have all the down arrows gone?!! Y’all are some wise folk. I wish I could learn to appreciate the times more as they are happening than as an aftershock. Guess it is just something to work on! I do enjoy the fact that I will forever evolve though. So much opportunity!

  9. i’m friggin’ jealous. i would love to be in that position, but then again, i would probably love to be 25 again. who wouldn’t? i’m glad you’re pushing boundaries and taking chances before you are in a position which that is no longer an option. more people need to get some balls like yours.

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