It’s been a while hasn’t it? I have been writing and rewriting this post in my head for the last few weeks, but haven’t bothered to type it all out. I don’t know why exactly, but I have an idea that it might be due to the fact that I’m still trying to process all my recent life choices lately. Nevermind the fact that I’m sitting in the Hong Kong airport right now waiting for my flight to Kathmandu. Ya, sorry to drop that bombshell on you; that was rather abrupt. I have been meaning to share this recent development, but I hope you understand that my silence was partly because I’ve been very busy these last few weeks, packing up my life in Seattle and planning my adventure (which means that I was consuming copious amounts of ice cream and beer), and mostly because I didn’t want to come off like I was bragging about this trip. Also, because I have no idea how to tie this all back to knitting. But mostly the bragging and the packing and my inability to process my emotions in a coherent manner.

Anyways, I feel like this has been a long time coming for me for various reasons and while I’m absolutely terrified to take this journey, I know that in the long-run I’m going to be so happy that I did. So job was quit, apartment packed up and stowed away, one-way ticket bought and here I am. My plan right now is to just get to Kathmandu and not have a nervous breakdown. I’m going to be doing some volunteer work for the first couple of weeks and then go off on a trek and find some yaks. After that, I’m just going to try to take it one day at a time. I really don’t want to put a lot of pressure on myself and am mostly going to just see what happens. Just like all the other 28 year old professionals undergoing their quarter-life crisis, I have no idea what I’m doing. But it’s worth a shot to try something crazy right? Right.

I did bring one project with me, just in case. It’s Distant Hours by Boo Knits and of course I’m knitting it in Madelinetosh Prairie. Because you know my craziness doesn’t end with buying one way tickets to foreign lands, I have to pack a lace weight project too. I should probably seek help regarding my affinity to knit things that frustrate me. I’ll address that later though.

Well, I hope you guys stick around through my journey, because I would love to share it all with you. And who knows, maybe I will learn something from all this. Something about self-preservation and autonomy and how to live life with zero regrets, and how to milk a yak. I doubt that last one will happen, but one can dream.