6 months of freedom

Do you remember how excited I was about starting a new lifestyle?

What have I got until now? 6 months of teaching online, hundreds of classes, lots of laughs, tons of coffee at the computer, working from different places, struggles with the Internet connection, that’s a part of MY life. Now I know, that being a freelancer isn’t only about beautiful Instagram pictures and friends, who hate you for being in Thailand, while they are stuck in an office. During 6 months of being a digital nomad I experienced working in business centers of 5 star hotels, as well as in a hostel's basement (which was the only quiet place). I learned to be more organized, disciplined, productive and calm.

At the beginning I worked my ass off. I woke up at 6.30 am, had dinner after 9 pm. No days off. No time for seeing anyone. (You call it free-lance?). But it was my free choice, and the name of my motivation was “Bali”. I wanted to get there asap. I’ll always remember the snow in Berlin on my face during the boarding and the feeling of happiness when I could finally wear shorts in February in Singapore. Yeaaah! That was a reward for the time I committed to my work.

When I was at the ocean, I surprisingly worked even more. You don’t want to know how many sunsets I missed and how many times I went swimming (spoiler: ZERO). Meanwhile, everyone thought I was on a vacation.

The season of “Bali-2019” was a cool experience. Everlasting sunshine, healthy breakfasts, strolling in rice fields–living my dream life. I felt so inspired and filled with ideas I was going to put into reality in the future.

Runaway to Kuala Lumpur

My “holiday” was over.  I decided to go back to Ukraine.  Wanna know what happened when I landed in Kyiv? I asked myself: “What am I doing here?” I’ve heard so many times that it’s not about places, but about us and our attitude. (But wrong places absolutely effect my mood in a bad way). I can’t force myself to work and enjoy life in the environment, which demotivates me. I’d run away immediately. Routine kills me as well. That’s one of the reasons why I’m addicted to traveling. It keeps me alive. Freelance gives me freedom and flexibility. Unlike most people counting days until Friday, paycheck or vacation, I’m trying to live in the moment and make the most of it.

Aren’t we lucky to live in “do what you want” time? I can decide how to plan my day, have breakfast in Tallinn, lunch in Stockholm, work 1 or 6 hours, go for a walk or read a book. This kind of lifestyle suits me the best. I rely only on myself. If you advise me to find a stable job, I’ll pretend I haven’t heard it  ;P Since I have more time these days, I'm searching for other projects I could do (apart from teaching). A thought that I can do something meaningful and fun is bugging me all the time.

I  have no clue what will happen in the next half year, but I will try to say “yes” more often, make the first step, be more flexible with plans, learn to trust again (that’s really hard), do what I feel, and let the destiny show the right way.

P.S. Let's create the life we want to have!