My name is Noelle and I am walking all the streets of central London. Yep. All of them.
The question I am inevitably asked when I tell people that is: Why‽
I change this page all the time trying to answer that question because I feel somehow obligated to know the answer both for you and for myself.
The only real answer I can give is: I don’t know.
I have NO idea why I am so compelled to do this.
I really don’t.
Some days I wish I wasn’t.
I don’t make a penny off of these walks and it has never been my goal to do so. I have struggled to make rent, to find ways to stay one month more in London so I can go on just a few more walks, to find workarounds for computer crashes at a time when my bank account has less money in it than the average 10-year old’s.
I live off the kindness of strangers, friends and family who are pulled into the idea of this project and see something in me and what I am doing. They seem to think that just the fact that I am me and that I am sacrificing everything to finish a project I can’t explain the reason for is enough of a reason for them to give me things like free rent, spare computers and love and support on the days when I feel like it’s all falling apart.
These walks have brought me to a lot of unexpected places in London, but more importantly, to a lot of unexpected places in my life. I’ve learned a lot about who I am, what my passions are and what I need in my life.
I still don’t know where I want to go from here or how to go about it.
I don’t know that I’ll have it sorted out by July 26th, when the walks end.
I don’t know that I’ll fully understand what this project was all about until I look back at it from a distance.
I simply don’t know.
But I am starting to become comfortable with the uncertainty. Somewhat scarily, I am actually even starting to enjoy it (I definitely did not see that coming).
So I guess I will carry on and see where this takes me.
I’m happy to have you along for the ride.