Should I stay or should I go?
My (R)evolution, part 6.
Living the dream ain’t always easy, I tell you. Even in times of peace, there were things in our tropical island life that we’d jokingly complain about. The amount of curious questions we repeatedly have to answer, is one of them. (I dedicated a separate page to these FAQ’s on my website, in case you’re getting curious now too).
One of the questions I’ve been asked many times is: “Are you here for good?”
“No” has always been my honest and wholehearted answer. “But I have no idea when I will leave.”
Before, when asked what could be a reason for me to leave this little island off the coast of Nicaragua — a country now on the verge of another revolution — I’d would sum up this short list:
When the island would just get too crowded, or too commercial.
When it would become too much of a party and drug-destination, or too unsafe.
Or when the island would become totally unsustainable, when we’d run out of fresh water or would be drowning in our own trash.
Or, and that is actually the most relevant one for me: when this island and what I can do here wouldn’t offer me any more opportunity for personal growth.
