Welcome to my blog, imaginary reader! If you’re an actually real person reading this, then hey to you, too!
I’m Kenny, and for most of my life, I’ve dreamt of being a free. Mostly free from what I was living with and in. I found some of that solace in the creativity of others, and then through my own writing. And as I got older, in my pursuit of freedom, in running away from what I didn’t want, I found myself in a prison of what I thought I did.
I created this blog in 2015, after years of saving money and surviving through a constant storm of trauma and feeling like I’m not in control of my own life. And in 2016, I flew off to start my story and adventure… which was a lot more than I was expecting it to be. After a year of toxic relationships, overcoming the toxicity of free-flowing alcohol and generally doing this ‘travel’ thing quite badly, I decided to come back to the UK to think it all through so I can go out and do it again.
I stopped flying after that, but time didn’t.
It’s coming up to 10 years later now, when I landed back in London with broken wings, wanting to heal, and finding myself hurt all over again. Forgetting about this blog, forgetting about my hopes, dreams and aspirations in service of…
Freedom?
The waves of time and trauma slowly wore away who I was, and I ultimately liberated myself from who I wanted to be.
But that person would expect better of me.
And that whisper has outlasted every other noise.
And so, it’s about time to listen. To wake up and start dreaming again. To blow the dust off this blog look at the horizons of my past and see what’s beyond it, as I did before. As I’ve always done.
It’s time.
Time to leave behind this home that was never mine and make myself comfortable wherever my feet find them. Wherever I land on these broken wings of mine. It’s time to get rid of all this false security and expensive style I’ve surrounded myself with. To put that backpack back on.
And live a life worth writing about.