Tag: Travel

When words wander.

My transition to poetry and travel writing.

You see, for the past four months, I’ve been grinding away at my keyboard, churning out content like there’s no tomorrow.

Entrepreneurship, thought leadership, IoT – these were my jam.

I poured my heart and soul into dissecting these topics, sharing my insights on Medium, and connecting with an audience that seemed to dig what I had to say.

But here’s the thing: after a while, the well of inspiration started to run dry.

It’s not that I fell out of love with these subjects per se, but the excitement, the spark that fueled my late-night writing marathons, began to flicker.

I found myself staring blankly at the screen, the cursor blinking mockingly as if to say, “What’s next, genius?”

In a moment of desperation – or maybe it was inspiration – I decided to shake things up.

I ventured into the uncharted territories of poetry and travelogues.

Quite the leap, right?

Poetry, with its rhythm and raw emotion, offered a refreshing escape from the structured, analytical writing I was used to.

And travelogues?

They allowed me to relive my adventures across the globe, sharing not just the sights and sounds but the feelings and revelations that came with them.

Now, I won’t lie: this pivot gave me the jitters.

What would my followers think?

Would they stick around for this new, unpredictable journey, or would they hit the ‘unsubscribe’ button faster than you can say “existential crisis”?

And what about potential new followers?

Could my tales of wanderlust and verses of introspection lure in a crowd that shares these new passions?

Despite the uncertainty, I knew I had to follow my gut.

Writing, at least for me, is an extension of who I am.

If my interests evolve, shouldn’t my writing reflect that?

Sticking to the same old topics, even if they were once my bread and butter, would feel disingenuous.

And honestly, without passion, what’s the point? I didn’t start writing on Medium to become a robot, mechanically pumping out content devoid of any real connection or emotion.

Of course, with change comes sacrifice.

My daily earnings took a hit – a significant one, to be honest.

Watching those numbers dwindle was like a punch to the gut, a tangible reminder of the risks I was taking.

But here’s how I see it: life’s too short to spend it doing something that no longer lights a fire in your soul.

Money, while necessary, isn’t everything.

Fulfillment, joy, authenticity – these are the things that matter in the long run.

So, here I am, navigating this new chapter with a mix of trepidation and excitement.

Some days, I question my sanity, wondering if I’ve made a colossal mistake.

Other days, I feel more alive than ever, invigorated by the freedom to explore and express myself in new ways.

To those who’ve stuck around, I’m endlessly grateful. Your support means the world to me, truly.

And to those who’ve moved on, I hold no grudges.

We’re all on our own journeys, seeking content that resonates, that speaks to our souls.

As for future followers, I welcome you with open arms.

Whether you’re here for the poetry, the travel tales, or something in between, I hope you find a bit of magic in my words, a spark that lights up even the darkest of days.

This shift may not be easy, and there’s no telling where it’ll lead, but one thing’s for sure: I’m committed to staying true to myself, to writing with passion and purpose.

After all, isn’t that what life’s all about?

Taking risks, embracing change, and finding joy in the journey, wherever it may lead.

So here’s to the next chapter, to new adventures in writing and beyond.

Cheers!