A life without home

In resent two months, I have sold, given or donated almost all my belongings to whoever needs them. Tomorrow, there will be no such a place where I can call “home” subjectively.

Lots of people have praised me brave recently. I don’t know why they say that. I think perhaps I just get used to fear, so I look like brave. No matter my journey goes as I plan or not, I am going to lose all my belongings I have had. From this prospective, yes, I am brave.

But I don’t think I am going to lose everything. Instead, I think I am going to pursue a new beginning and a new vision. I just abandoned all burdens that will hinder me from doing that. I hope I will be able to “upgrade” my knowledge, vision and thought by letting myself to live a life without home.