Nine days into 2025, I stood at gate G7 in Amsterdam waiting to board my flight to Cape Verde to build a nomadic life on my own terms.
A year and a half later, strangely enough, I’m still here. The temporary adventure turned into a life, complete with friends, routines, and a man who, after nine months, still isn’t ready to call me his girlfriend.
None of it was exactly planned.
I needed a new path
After another dating failure, a stalled job, and a roommate moving out, I felt stuck on the traditional path that includes a career, a mortgage, and maybe marriage, and more. It was a path I wasn’t even sure I wanted.
Meanwhile, friends around me…
