5 Memories From 2016

I was going through the drafts I have never published on this blog and I found this one. 5 memories from the year 2016. I know, I know. It is almost the summer of 2018 so this is super late. Better to get used to this because I have never been someone good with deadlines I give for myself… But hey I have already written this so here are some exceptional memories from my year 2016. I hope you enjoy!

1. First night alone in my first own home. I didn’t have any furniture so I had to sleep on the floor. I only had two blankets and a pillow. It was freezing and too quiet. All I was able to see was the streetlight outside of my window and the beautiful sky. Still, this is not a bad memory but rather a happy one. All I can remember is the amazing feeling of living on my own… New city, new school and me totally alone. It started as an adventure.

2. Completing my first Fiverr gig. And especially getting paid for the first travel article I wrote. Even now after doing this as my full-time job and writing hundreds of paid travel articles for different websites I can’t describe the feeling of earning money with my own writings. This is definitely the thing I want to do with my life. And I will never forget this memory, the unbelievable feeling that someone found my writing good enough to pay for it.

3. Road trip around France’s coastline. Me and two older ladies drove around France’s sunny seaside cities. We left in the early morning and returned after dark. Once again life showed me that traveling and adventuring to new places is my passion.

4. My first school day. I was scared to death because being social has never been my strength. Starting school after a long gap year seemed like the worst decision on that morning. I was staying at a cute hostel and decided to escape there on every break because I didn’t know what to do. It felt like starting the first grade all over again. Later on, I found a lot of friends but also dropped out because school is just not for me.

5. Realizing that my travel blog may be kind of “big deal”. It wasn’t just one moment and I haven’t yet fully understood it. But there have been many moments when someone says something or everytime someone comments on my blog that I realize how my blog has grown out of my hands. I mean I would have never guessed at the start of the year when I wrote my first post that at the end of the year I would have over thousand readers. Isn’t that crazy? (Yes, even now in 2018 with several blogs and thousands of readers this is still crazy…)

Do you have any crazy memories from 2016 (or later years) that you can remember? Or are you like me who forgets posts like this and the publishes them years later? Like always all comments are more than welcome!

With love,

Viivi Who Remembers

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Back home but not really

Hello there!
How are you? I have just returned to home from my almost three weeks long trip around Eastern Europe and like always after coming back home I am kind of lost. I love just relaxing at home but at the same time I have too much time. Nothing has changed even if once again I have learned so many new things.

I have had an adventure that should change the whole world but everything is like before I left. My room is still a big mess and far from the point where I could even think about cleaning it. My family and friends still go to school and work like before I left. Everyone smiles and talks like I had been here all along. They have all the rights to continue their lives like before but it’s hard for me.

Every time I come back I want to leave again even more badly. My feet get itchy and mind wonders thousands of kilometers to other worlds. I can’t stop writing stories of my feelings. Maybe I am just meant to be wanderer who never returns? But then again I know that this three weeks was close to my own limit. Waking up in new city every other day is amazing but gets tiring after a while. I needed this break and still my mind just wants to go despite the tiredness of my body.

Traveling is addictive. It’s a little bit like smoking or using drugs. You know that being on the road all the time won’t be good for you. It’s stressful and it wears down your body. You know you shouldn’t and still you keep looking for those new flights like alcoholic for the bottle. You just have to and that’s it.

I have been at home for two days. Two full days and I already feel like my mind never truly returned. I love being at home. I love seeing my friends and family. I love sleeping in my own bed dreaming endlessly of nothing. I love just being here and relaxing in the safe environment I am used to. I love home but for some reason I can’t enjoy it for 100%. There is always this small voice telling me to go. Go and see new places, new worlds, new miracles.

Is this just me? Or is this one of the traveler problems we all have? Maybe I have just bad case of wanderlust or my mind is tired of the normal life. Whatever the reason is I am not sure how to control this. Writing seems to help. Writing this blog, writing stories and even writing work things. My two passions. Writing and traveling. I have to find the balance between them…

So, have you ever felt like this? What is in your mind after you have returned from big adventure?

With love,

Always Lost Viivi

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10 Reasons I Hate Living Alone

Few weeks ago on 10 Things Sunday I shared with you the 10 Reasons I Love Living Alone so I though it would be good to also talk about the bad sides of living alone. So here is my list of the negatives of living on your own.

1.Feeling lonely and being alone too much. When you come from lively household being suddenly alone in your own home feels strange. First it’s all fun and games but after a while it gets a little lonely.

2.No one takes care of you. You can mix up your sleeping schedule and eat unhealthy without anyone intervening. Also if you get sick you have to deal with it by yourself.

3.Doing all the adult stuff. Paying bills, repairing things and taking care of your home. It is surprisingly hard.

4.Having to do all the household chores by yourself. Cleaning, washing dishes, doing laundry, etc.

5.Being scared. If you are like me there is a lot of things to get scared when living alone. Murderers, clowns, thieves, anything abnormal like ghosts.

6.No one is waiting for you. When you return home, no one is welcoming you. No one knows if you get safely back to home because no one is there waiting for you.

7.Remembering the keys. This is really hard one for me. Only way for me to get in if I forget my keys is to call the janitor and it costs a lot of money.

8.Cooking. You have to come up with healthy varied diet by yourself. If you are as bad at kitchen as I am you know this one is nightmare… I haven’t yet burned down the whole building, so props to me!

9.Being paranoid what your neighbors are thinking about you and if you are being too loud. What if they hear me singing alone and think I’m crazy?

10. Always accidentally running out of the important household stuff like toilet paper, batteries and shampoo. Just yesterday I unintentionally destroyed my last toilet paper roll (don’t ask how that happened! I was cleaning, okay?) and had to run to the shop just before it’s closing time to buy more.

 

So these are my 10 bad things of living alone. What things do you dislike or like living alone? And is it just me or do you struggle with “normal” things like cleaning, cooking and shopping?

I hope you are having an amazing day!
With love,

Viivi Severina

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