True Life of A Digital Nomad: I Am Not My Instagram

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Anyone that follows me on on this blog or on Instagram may have noticed I’ve been pretty quiet lately. I’m not posting as often as usual, and when I do, I don’t have much to say.

I haven’t felt like myself the last 4 weeks or so. I spend most of my time being a couch potato or a quiet observer in the room with my 8 other roommates. Which, as most of you know, isn’t really my M.O.

It’s a strange place to be in. But, I also feel this is more common in the digital nomad community than is let on. And I made a promise to myself I wanted this blog to be an honest reflection of my experiences. Well, the truth is that right now I’m pretty unhappy. I’m tired. So damn tired.

I haven’t collected a paycheck since July. I started two businesses that have more or less gone nowhere. I get irritated by tiny things my friends say even though I know they’re just trying to help. I have zero interest in activities that used to jazz me up like meeting my friends out for drinks or fun little sidetrips to...