18 months ago, a hostel bed was enough.
Back then, I thought comfort was a luxury.
A want, not a need.
Then, I wanted more.
A king-sized bed. Bright. Airy. Space to think, breathe, and create.
Then, I craved more.
City views. Ocean views. The kind that made me feel expansive, not restricted.
Now?
I want to wake up to the sunrise and watch the sunset ~ without leaving my bed.
A panoramic life.
Travel did this to me.
It didn’t just raise my standards.
It taught me that instead of lowering them… I could adjust my reality.
I realised you don’t have to be “rich” to live richly.
You just have to be strategic.
I could choose cities where luxury costs less.
I could negotiate better deals.
I could create a lifestyle that fits both my desires and resources.
I could create abundance.
Some call it delusion.
I call it designing my life with intention.
And today?
I’m not just chasing it.
I’m living it.
