All I saw was passion and adventure.
You’re going to have questions, no matter where you wander.
If you stay in a place for more than a week, you better learn a thing or two about local customs.
Every sunrise in a new found beach lightens up your soul that has been crushed a thousand times but still seeks for a ray of light.
When you look at it from a wider perspective, the term wanderlust has slowly lost its meaning. Its value is nearly gone. If you look at it with a different lens, you’ll likely realize that your week by the pool in your designer bikini wasn’t wanderlust…it was a vacation.
The feeling of coming home after a long trip is weird. You’re happy and sad at the same time. You can’t wait to get back into a routine, but you’re also dreading it.
In my free time, while I sit in the desk chair in my bedroom, I fill my brain with words that only build on my desires to be sitting on a plane instead.
Traveling teaches you that you do not need much to have fun.
I have accepted that these are my selfish years and with nothing holding me back, it is the time to explore.
Challenging yourself is not always easy. What is easy is slipping into a routine that allows you to be lackadaisical in your pursuits.