Tanzania

I think going to Tanzania would be the biggest leap out of my comfort zone I could make right now in my life…like, not only would I be going to an unfamiliar country, but I would be going there with a group of 30 or so people I don’t even know. Not to mention the interactions I would face with the people of Tanzania and the language barrier between us. Thinking about this is insane. Those who know me understand that it’s hard enough to get me to travel like ten minutes from my house, and that I often avoid situations where I would be encountering new people…So something like this is just unthinkable. Not to mention, I would be completely giving up all the luxuries and everyday convenience of home to instead be out camping for about 26 days. Crazy. 

Recently for a class I had to write a personal manifesto. I didn’t really take it seriously or give it much thought at the time, but looking back, it was actually really meaningful. I wrote mine more as a list of things I need to work on to make myself a better artist and person. My number one was: “You don’t know until you try.” And that is honestly how I feel right now. I won’t know. I won’t know what i’m missing out on, or how an experience like this could change me and my perspective on things. This is my last chance before I graduate, and I don’t want to pass it by just because I was to afraid to step out of my protective bubble. I won’t know until i try…