I’m back in Brussels, the only place I can call home, even though I’m not sure it still is. I’ve lived in my van and moved around for the last year and a half now and never stayed anywhere longer then a few weeks. Am I restless? Fleeing from responsibilities? Unambitious? Lazy? Lost? I don’t think so. I am following my heart, living my life as it feels right to me. It’s a choice I made and has been an easy one until now. It hasn’t taken much courage yet, being sponsored by the state after having burnt out in my IT job. Now the time has come to do or die. Time to earn a living independently building websites. Time for strength to go further on my chosen path. A path that will lead me to South Africa and who knows where. It’s a bit scary, but it feels good!