It’s nearly, no it actually is 100% impossible to see everything a city has to offer. There’s always going to be a restaurant, monument, museum, photo opp., etc. that you don’t get to enjoy, (and those were just the ones you KNEW about). Ahhh, so stressful! ..or not.
Setting the scene: Sitting here in this coffee shop I feel a bit like I’m home, a bit like I’m invisible, and totally safe and cozy. It’s the perfect mixture of new and comfy. I’m reading my kindle, It’s chilly outside, and I have a warm chai latte.
I felt like I didn’t want that moment to end. So I just kept reading. I had already had a day full of wandering and site seeing. Now, with no real place to be, there was still a nagging in the back of my brain..”Lisbon is out there, and I’m in here.”
I always carry this feeling that I have to find the next best thing; Serious FOMO. Learning to be present was actually the intention I set for myself on this journey. It’s been really uncomfortable at times, but growing usually is. It might sound silly, but really being aware of how I feel, and being able to discover what it is that’s making me feel that way, has been a struggle.
I’m all about feeling things. When I’m happy I’m over the moon, when I’m sad I’m all the way under the covers, but being able to pinpoint the actual cause of each feeling isn’t always that simple.
The fact that I was able to hear myself say, “This chair is perfect, this tea is perfect, I feel really good inside” has me proud of myself, and I’m not ashamed to say it: “You go Glen Coco!” It’s not all rainbows and unicorns, but I’m growing so much closer to myself during this adventure. If I had to come all the way to Portugal just to hear myself think, it was worth it.