There’s been an itch I can’t scratch… and I’ve been having dreams every other night of being in a different destination. It felt so real to the point where I can feel the sea breeze in Bali and heard the hum of the buzzing bugs so loudly from the rainforests… and when I would wake up, it’d be over in an instant.
Call me a dreamer, but there’s something in my bones telling me to get up and get out of here. Not to run away, but to fulfill my wanderlust and see what the world has to offer. It’s got to the point where I even looked up flights to Greece for shits and giggles to kill time and nearly bought the roundtrip ticket even if it’d been for a few days time. It’s no joke that I’m aching for an adventure, and not just any. I want to explore, dream, and discover what else is out there. For a girl who hasn’t even stepped foot out of North America, it’s a combination of excitement and fear all rolled up into one when I think about traveling abroad.
And it’s been as clear as day that I need to wander and see this world with my own eyes. These past few weeks have all given me signs and have given me a clear goal I have set – which is to see enough of the world as I can within a year.
My goal is that in two years time, I’ll have planned and prepped myself to travel the world and go to enough countries as I can, experience life as a local, and to share those stories through my experience all within a year (or longer, who knows?). I plan to take off that time off from work and to simply do me, and fulfill my calling to see what the world has to offer.
Just thinking about boarding that one way plane to anywhere is giving me chills of excitement. I wonder of all the places I’ll go, the people I’ll meet, and the stories I’ll get to hear. It’s going to be one hell of a journey… But I can’t wait to endure it all. To face my fears, to accomplish my dreams, and to live life the way I’ve always imagined myself to.
“The world is a book, and those who don’t travel only read one page.” ― Augustine of Hippo