Driving in Bali is pretty insane. There doesn’t seem to be any road rules except: go with the flow. And although everyone seems to be doing that just fine, for first timers like us it’s a bit daunting.
This has been a long time coming. Internally & externally. Especially internally. I’ve always been driven – driven to do, to ‘succeed’, to excel, to create, to go. But along the way, I’ve realized that this need to succeed is short lived. I succeed at something, I feel the high, and then an emptiness creeps over like a vine tightening around my legs, growing up around my chest, and threatening to squeeze the very life out of me. The emptiness of, “What next? What now?”