FOMO

FOMO

FOMO - Fear Of Missing Out.

I sure have it.

I thought I got over this hill. I’ve spent years learning to be comfortable with myself about when I want to be with people and when I want to be by myself.

What I didn’t realize is you can have FOMO with a city.

Today was my first day as RC of the day. It means you are on duty and need to be present for students at the convent.

As I watched the students leave for their adventures I began thinking about yesterday. I started losing all the initial confidence I had that it was a successful day. Had it really been a success, or was it a wasted day? All I did was ride the metro and come back to our neighborhood. And I fear I will miss experiencing the city as I am sitting at home reading my book. What if they stumble upon a good coffee shop, or what if they see musicians playing in the street.

Honestly I feel this all over the city. What if I walk down the wrong street and miss the really amazing experience that was just a block away.

God’s teaching me a lesson here. Because I know yesterday was not a waste. I learned how to ride the metro on my own. That’s a win. I made friends with two women from Scotland, that’s a win. I found my cute coffee shop in a local neighborhood, win. I spoke Italian with the barista and introduced myself, win.