The Post-Alaska Depression Has Been Real…Part II
One of the more effective ways I have learned to combat my post-trip depression is to plan other trip. I’ve started mapping out what I want 2018 to look like and I keep over looking one key thing: I’m broke as hell. I know that I still have 1/4th of 2017 left to enjoy, and I do have several trips still planned, the idea of 2018 not being nearly as adventurous as 2017 is really beginning to bring me down. 2017 started off with a trip to Louisiana (that I’d prefer to not remember), followed by the most epic trip to California to visit my best friend and wander around Disneyland and the beach in February (while there was a snow storm back home). I went on two fun-filled girls trips with some close friends and topped it off with, of course, my 10 day Alaskan adventure (have I mentioned yet that I went to Alaska?). On top of all the traveling, I’ve seen more concerts than I can count on two hands, met my lifelong idol and biggest inspiration and I still have two trips and several more concerts left. My life is awesome, I won’t deny that. But I know I can’t continue to max my credit cards to book flights and buy concert tickets and that is really starting to hit me hard. I’m a very all-or-nothing thinker so the idea of not being able to do everything on my list, is hard for me to grasp. I’m trying to remember though, if you had asked me at the beginning of this year, where all I would be traveling to, I wouldn’t not have listed at least half of the destinations I’ve visited and I am trying my hardest to keep that mentality while also doing a certain amount of planning ahead so that I can go all the places I want to go and see all the things I want to see.