For ten days, I won’t belong to a schedule, a to-do list, or anyone else’s expectations. I’ll be aboard a cruise ship, surrounded by ocean and possibility, choosing peace one sunrise at a time.
This isn’t just a vacation—it’s a reclamation. A solo journey to tune into me. To wake when I want. To sleep without apology. To sip on something smooth in the entertainment lounge, laughing with strangers or simply taking in the hum of life around me.
I’ll call my family and friends when I feel moved to share a moment. But mostly, I’ll be discovering the joy of my own company. If I want to step off the ship and explore the warmth and flavors of island life, I’ll do it. If I want to wrap up in cozy sheets and drift off to the sound of the waves—yes, that’s on the agenda too.
This trip is about honoring what I crave: silence when I want it, community when I choose it, and indulgence without compromise. Just once, I want to experience the freedom of doing absolutely everything—or absolutely nothing—on my own terms.
And that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
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