Notes on my way to becoming a digital nomad. I sit 30,000 feet high, writing this as the sun sets above cotton-shaped clouds. The last two months have been a roller coaster ride, along the beaches of Karnataka, the backwaters of Goa, the terraced valleys of Kumaon, the forests of Madhya Pradesh, on trains and buses, and now, on my Indigo flight, headed to where it all began, Bangalore.  It’s been two months since I packed up my life from Delhi and went location independent (Read: I’m Hitting The Road, Indefinitely). I’m euphoric on most days and nervous on some. I’m introspective on some days and carefree on others. As Shams of Tabriz once said, with a home nowhere, I have everywhere to go. Here’s an honest look at the things I’m loving, and the ones I’m still learning to deal with: Becoming a digital nomad: HIGHS Slow travel  The single best thing that’s happened to me in the last two months is my introduction to slow travel. Despite travelling off and on for the …