I don't know what it is about life that makes me so eager to pick up my things and go, but I can't shake the feeling. I mean, I have a lot going for me here; friends, some family, a boyfriend, a job, a place to live---but it all feels like nothing compared to my desire to travel. There's always something pulling me away from wherever I currently am to explore everything I have yet to see. My drifting companion, Eduardo, seems to doubt my commitment to our plans of drifting, but I am more determined than ever; because even when I get caught up in the daily grind, my lust for travel only grows.
Now I'm only six months away from the end of this year, the end of my lease, the beginning of a new year, and a year of travelling.
*raises glass*
TO THE NEW YEAR!
