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It’s 5:30 a.m. I roll out of bed with an audible grunt, slip into my mandatory maroon robe, and wash up before heading down to the main meditation room. I could hardly believe myself: after two months of fast-paced couch-surfing around Europe for the first leg of my project to
Celinne_Da_Costa
I have a guilty confession: figuring out what to do with all my stuff was one of the hardest obstacles to overcome when I decided to quit my life in New York City to couch-surf around the world. Silly, isn’t it? I was about to take the boldest, most drastic decision
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After five months on the road as a digital nomad, I burned out hard. Since I left behind my corporate New York City life to circumnavigate the globe by couch-surfing through my social network (I don’t use the website – only human connection), I’ve been running around nonstop, constantly balancing