I travel often. As often as I can (afford). I blame restless soul syndrome. Sometimes, when the mundane becomes far too familiar, it feels like more like a disease. But when I travel, when I experience, anywhere, with anyone, I’m cured for the time. I feel comfort in the discomfort, calm in the chaos, and I find myself at a heightened state of life as my soul disseminates from the constraints of reality and romantically interweaves herself into the air of unfamiliarity.
My goal is to share some of these adventures, hear yours, and engage in mutual inspiration.
Now, enough of the heartfelt talk; get off your ass and go experience all that this world has to offer you.