After spending +4 weeks in Oaxaca and having a blast around I started feeling a little bit trapped and sick of it. At my downtimes I read a book, it helped me forget bout time and space. Kinda like an auto therapy..
To be honest, I don’t remember the name of the book but it was about reaching goals, dreams, and motivational factors. Those kind of books that really catch my attention.
One night, I was finishing a chapter and the overall message of it was that you shouldn’t leave dreams in the pillow..
For example; if you dreamed that you had a nice expensive car….don’t wake up next morning and just say “Ohh I was driving a cool car, but yea it was a dream”
Fuck that, if you dream it…it’s because of something. You want it and you can make it possible. So work hard and thrive to accomplish it. Make that dream not be a dream anymore..
Anyways, one night at Oaxaca I had a dream I was in a big……big city, full of lights, full of energy, full of happiness, I didn’t knew what city was it or where it was but I knew I wanted to be there..
Guess what I did?…….yes, pack…move on and look for it!
Playa Zipolite, Oaxaca – San Cristobal de las Casas, Chiapas.
560 km to happiness.
I don’t follow people. I follow dreams.
Back on the road..