I find myself in my comfort zone far too quickly, with people, with trips, within the world. I am comfortable in my apartment and leave it every day to explore, every day I take a few new streets that I don’t know and talk to anyone that crosses my path but I feel that I should do more.
But then perhaps I should just relax about the whole situation and then maybe everything will work itself out. Perhaps my comfort zone isn’t all bad, I explore parts of a city I love and enjoy it, surely that is the most important thing?
Another piece from Marrakech last year, during my St Ives holiday