Ten years ago, I flew to the USA and told nobody. In Tucson, Arizona, I lived like a local for two weeks. Nobody noticed I was gone. Routine remained unchanged—calls, questions, normal life.
That’s when I realized: remote life works. Location no longer matters.
I’ve moved often—sometimes with everything, sometimes just a box. The most freeing moves? Just my luggage. Moving light detaches you from old belongings, routines, even old selves. A new place brings new thoughts, habits, a new you.
Your surroundings shape you. Leave the old behind. Start minimal. Carry only what matters.