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A friend of mine suggested i start a blog,  and I scoffed at the idea. Then a few days ago another friend of mine suggested i write a book.

What I can't understand is why someone would want to know about my life. It's a journey without a destination. Its a series of ups and downs that sometimes frustrates the crap out of me. My heart rules my decisions and my mind follows obediently. I am a traveller, I have a passion that unsettles many people including myself. I am addicted and this is my life.

I'm a dreamer, I live for the ideal not for the realistic.  I always think for the now  and never contemplate the consequences. My head is full of dreams and ideas and I'm not afraid to follow  them.

I seem to have a 3 month expiry date.  my feet get itchy and I feel claustrophobic.  that's when I know I need to move. I feel unsettled being settled even though it's what I think I want.

Born in kwazulu natal, I grew up in a little country town called Hilton. I had friends that lived just down the road and I played in the streets.  With my overactive imagination the forest down the road  became a playground with endless opportunities for new adventures. I was never at home when I was younger. I left the house early in the morning and returned only to eat lunch and to go to sleep.  I always had some excuse for my parents as to why I had to leave so early to meet up with my friends. The main reason was always because we had a club house meeting. I remember starting a club house with the intention of raising money to build the treehouse. My friends and myself used to wash cars and sell lemonade hoping to raise enough money to buy the wood to build a treehouse.

This never happened, and instead we found that buying ghost pops would be a better investment for our club. From a young age I have always been an entreprenuer with a head full of ideas. The difference was that I also  lacked the fear and cautiousness when It came to the execution of a plan. If I ever wanted to do something I would just do it . Nothing held me back  and no amount of reasoning would stop me from doing whatever it was I was determined to do.

This attitude  has followed through strongly together with my passion for travelling.  the combination of the two has taken me on so many adventures and continues to distract my attempt to live a normal life on land.