We have finally moved to our new home. I am tired of everyone asking me “if I am back for good?” I am not sure what “for good” means. What is good for me, is to find another country to move to. To discover and lose a part of myself there. But apparently it isn’t what world expects me to do.

I am back in Houston for now. I may be here for a year to two. Or maybe for 10 years. Maybe I will find something that excites me in Timbuktu in exactly 17 months from now and pack up again. I have no clue what my tomorrow is going to be like. I actively am seeking uncertainty. I like my life this way.

I know it is hard for people to understand why I prefer being a nomad and honestly I have a hard time understanding why some people seek permanence. As I write this I am chatting with a friend about Italy, reading an article about Florida and waiting for furniture for my guest bedroom to be delivered. I know I am a bit all over the place but that is exactly what I like about my life. The uncertainty.

There are times when I am completely overwhelmed and drained by it but once that feeling passes off I am back seeking uncertainty. I may complain and whine occasionally but it is just me.

The past year has been laced with liberal doses of uncertainty and while it was hard to deal with all the changes I was surprised how easy dealing with changes become with time. Once you start expecting the unexpected, everything is possible. I am hoping 2016 brings in uncertainty at frequent intervals to satisfy the nomadic me.