AirBnBing in Joshua Tree and Yosemite.

I just turned 27. My best friend Anthony works for AirBnB, doing social media stuff. Part of his photography job is to take pictures of sick AirBnB’s. So he invited me to come along with him to keep him company.

It was a very last minute arrangement, but I got a last minute flight from NYC to LAX and we jumped in the car. First, spending a night under the stars on a hill at Joshua Tree (pictured below), and second, spending a day in Yosemite.

When I landed in LA, my friend was at work so I ubered to Venice beach and proceeded to get day drunk (so glamorous.) In the bar, I met a fellow nerd and we talked about World of Warcraft and Skyrim. Hilariously enough, the bar tenders joined in and we had a rousing nerd conversation.

The next day, we drove out to J Tree. I was made anxious by the desert (PTSD from living in Southern Arizona without an A/C), but by the time I got to our AirBnB I was ecstatic. We took pictures of abandoned houses and walked through the rattlesnake infested fields. Joshua Tree does feel extremely peaceful, and it feels as though you can reach out and grab the horizon.

We drank a bottle of wine on the rocks under the stars and talked about our lives, as we are prone to do.

The next day we were off to Yosemite. It was a grueling drive through typical central Californian boredom. But when we arrived at the foothills of the Sierras we were once again lightened. The rolling green hills looked like something out of “Oh, The Places You’ll Go.” A completely surreal landscape, winding higher and higher into the mountains.

We listened to “Say Hi To Your Mom” as we ascended the mountains at sunset. It was my first time listening to that band, and I was completely taken aback by the combination of “basic-ness” and smooth-as-butter melodies. I’m glad I found a new band to listen to. Here’s probably the most catchy song on the album:

We took pictures of the AirBnB for work, and headed to Yosemite Valley where we spent the day winding through trails and seeking boulders to barefoot climb. The granite in Yosemite is extremely unforgiving compared to the boulders of New York.

That was my birthday. I was out of cell phone reception, so I was unable to receive calls from friends and family, but I received an overwhelming amount of facebook attention and it touched my heart as always.

I can’t say the experience this week has been wholly positive. I am exhausted from the heat and the desert. I was planning on spending summer in LA but now I am thinking twice. My friend had to leave early due to a family emergency which is definitely bringing down the mood and making me think twice.

I am sitting in his apartment in LA, waiting for tomorrow, when I will fly back to NYC by midnight. When I get home I just want to close my heavy blinds, watch netflix, and sleep for 24 hours, but I have work on Monday morning.

That’s okay – I know the exhaustion will pass.

I get exhausted easily. It makes me second guess living a nomadic lifestyle – but I know I am fine as long as I am slow traveling and not racing around the country, having 12 hour flight days multiple times per week. In fact, I find that kind of jet setting to be the epitome of anxiety for myself.

The reason I made the last minute flight was simply because I wanted to experience something amazing. And I did. But now I am tired.

There’s so much to this story that I was unable to recount here.

~ Good night from Culver City.

Minimalism will take me kicking and screaming to the spiritual path

Minimalism is forcing me to be spiritual.

I’ve been in NYC for about two months, living out of Airbnb’s with nothing but my 40 liter bag.

Recently:

  • Learning Wim Hof technique
  • Meditate every morning
  • Go to bed at 10
  • Wake up at 6
  • Walk 15+ miles on the weekend
  • Workout 3 days a week
  • Eat right
  • Working a 9 to 5 job
  • Working a side job
  • Doing more work on the side

Living with no possessions except what I truly need has helped me see through my own psychology. It has improved me. Here’s how:

  • I “felt that I wanted to settle down”. But I realized that nowhere I settle down will satisfy my wanderlust, and that I am a crazy person for even thinking it would.
  • I missed nostalgic activities such as video gaming. But I realized it is just nostalgia. Just nostalgia.
  • I felt tired. So I slept.
  • I felt stressed. So I went for a walk.
  • I gave up.

I have no possessions to fall back into. No escape from reality. I am stuck here.

The only thing I can do when I feel bad is work on my self. My person. My body. My Mind. This is all I have now.

Why do I feel bad? Fix it.

Thoughts of “I want this” and “I want that” come over me. They are fake solutions. I have what I have. My material life is complete. There is nothing to wish for. Not more money. Not more freedom. Only a better mind.

Which is fucking scary.

So it led me to the spiritual path. “How can I diminish my wants, since I know they are boundless and idiotic?”

aaaaand here I am.