When you find yourself alone in a place where nobody shares your tongue you’re overcome with mixed feelings of loneliness and adventure. Suddenly, the every day easy like getting a hair cut, ordering a cup of coffee or asking a girl out to dinner feels like a solo ascent of Everest. However, despite the discomfort I do think it’s worth traveling alone from time to time, whether it be to gain a better understanding of oneself or a greater sense of confidence in ones ability to survive in the unfamiliar. This trip has been painfully beautiful, lonely yet lovely.
By Cole Schafer.
P.S. One day these one minute writings will be a big book called “One Minute, Please.” Can I let you know when that day comes? You can say yes, here.