This post is Part 2 of a series documenting the path that led me to become a digital nomad.
I had been working overtime at my job for weeks and pulling more than my fair share of the work on a project, but the thing that did it in for me was the 20 hours I logged in the office over one weekend in July.
I came in the next Monday morning feeling exhausted, drained, and unfocused – humans aren’t meant to work seven days a week for a reason. I did what I often found myself doing at this job to procrastinate while still pretending to be productive – Iurking on travel sites to try and find good flight deals to go literally anywhere else other than my windowless cubicle surrounded by unimaginative office drones.
I found a cheap flight to Miami two weeks away and booked it immediately, and then told my boss I’d be out for a few days to make up for the weekend I worked – sorry, not sorry. And soon enough, I was there.
One defective bottle of sunscreen and a trip to four different stores to find a beach umbrella later, I was back in my element. On that first Thursday afternoon, it hit me. I had to find a way to be able to work in a place like this. Every job I’ve ever had can be done anywhere in the world, as long as I have an internet connection. The only thing keeping me from doing so is the societal pressure that says we have to work in an office. And yes, there is a lot to be said about face-to-face communication with your team, and some jobs require more personal connections than others. But when it comes down to it, thanks to today’s technologies, there is very little that can be done in an office that can’t be done remotely.
I stayed at SoBe Hostel, a large, surprisingly cheap hostel (for the U.S.) that provided both breakfast and dinner for free, fostering an awesome community vibe. I love traveling solo and staying in hostels for this exact reason – although I’m hundreds of miles away from everything and everyone I’ve ever known, the only place I’ve ever really felt at home is in a great hostel, surrounded by strangers just waiting to be turned into friends.
This was a place I could stay forever, but my desk job was calling me back to my life in DC.
At this point, I hadn’t yet drilled down into my favorite way to avoid working while I was at work. I spent my days booking travel for other people, and dreaming of the adventures I will someday book for myself. A month later, I went to a workshop at General Assembly about how to choose the career of your dreams. The piece of advice that stuck with me the most was to find one or two things that you would do for free because you love them, and figure out a way to make a living doing it.
I think about traveling and what my next adventure is going to be almost constantly. My Instagram feed is filled with gorgeous travel photos, and my internet history is almost exclusively travel and digital nomad-focused blogs and articles.I want to be on the road again so badly that it physically hurts and the idea brings me so much joy I think I might burst. That was when I knew, this wasn’t just something I wanted to do, it became something I NEED to do.
Now my days left in the office are numbered. I’m counting down the hours until my next move. I won’t be on the road right away, but I’ll be one step closer to the life I’ve been dreaming about for months, and I could not be more excited.
Stay tuned for more updates as I continue along my digital nomad journey!
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