Do you ever just want to pack a bag full of clothes, something sentimental and just go. You don’t even know where you are planning to go but you just know you want to go.
I love the thought of going somewhere new, a whole different country where no one knows my name and starting fresh. I dream about it sometimes..
The endless possibilities of being able to start all over again. Erasing the last years of my past and start a clean slate. Not only because of the past hurt but because of wanting to start a new adventure and seeing where it’ll take me.
Lately I have been thinking of buying a cheap camper van and starting an adventure that I hope would one day lead me to the other side of the world.
Of course, I would still be the same person. Of course my problems aren’t going to stay where I am leaving. That isn’t what I am trying to accomplish here. More the fact and thought of being in a camper van alone, travelling. Experiencing new cities, new cultures, new surroundings, foods etctera.
I am not afraid of picking up my bag and going, that isn’t what’s holding me back. It’s the money. If I woke up one day to a shit load of money in my account, I would leave and not even think twice about it.
I am yet to find somewhere I belong, I hunger for it.
Fear definitely isn’t holding me back, life’s too short not to go on adventures.
This would be the perfect time to pick up and go. I don’t know, I am just tired of the country I am living in and feeling STUCK. That’s what I feel stuck.
I am sure there isn’t a perfect country. Honestly I believe I live in one of the best countries in the world, but I am just tired of it, you know? I just want to drive and drive and drive and drive!
Maybe one day. Maybe not tomorrow, this year, next year but maybe one day! And to that, I’ll hold on dearly!