I think it's best to start my story on the new site here and with the answer to this question. Here - this is in Laung Prabang, a small Laotian town. It's a nice place, but for 1-2 days no more, just look at the photo below, and I won't tell you about it in detail, I'll share my thoughts about fatigue.

I thought about it and realized for myself that I get tired not from a certain lifestyle, but from monotony - long reproduction and repetition of the same thing.

You know, when everything seems to be fine with you, you have everything, but something is missing. No inspiration, no high spirits, life seems gray. This happens to me when I get stuck somewhere.

I remember being very bored in Tver, no matter what I tried to do, it didn’t bring me satisfaction. Then I thought it was the place. It was very difficult to decide, but I packed my things and flew to Kazakhstan. After 8 months in Aktau, I wanted more prospects, greenery, people, beautiful landscapes. It was easier for me here, I packed my things again, got on the train and here I am in Almaty. I remember the delight of the first hours in the city - tall green trees after the steppes, some incredible number of students, a wall of mountains on the horizon! I fell in love with this place immediately. And despite my love for this beautiful place, after half a year I again wanted something more. So I decided to cross India.

Now I am in Vietnam, I have just crossed Southeast Asia and again I want something more.

Is it fatigue? I don't think so. I get tired of difficult moves, of places where I don't feel comfortable. But for a week or two I stop in some nice town, live in one place, I have my favorite cafes, shops, I get used to the way of life and lifestyle, make friends - and now I've rebooted, there is no fatigue. It's different. I think it's the desire to live, to discover something new for myself, a passion for adventure. This feeling is similar to fatigue, but it's not it.

Again, I seem to have written too pompously)) Well, they're littering, but it's true)

P.S.: About uncertainty. I think there is no uncertainty in life in principle. I understand that my life is not fundamentally different from the time when I lived in one place - there was also uncertainty, and problems, and of course joyful moments. In some sense, I now have even more certainty than if I lived in Tver. For example, I understand that now everything depends only on me. Or, for example, the political situation has almost no effect on me.

Location: Laos, Luang Prabang