“I see my path, but I don’t know where it leads. Not knowing where I’m going is what inspires me to travel it.” – Rosalia de Castro
I feel suffocated when I stay in one place for so long. A desire to travel swells within me. Whenever I do go somewhere and I come back, an immediate restlessness falls over. Sometimes I wonder to myself if it would be crazy and careless to one day just pack my bags, rush over to the airport, and just book a random flight completely unplanned. Should I just go for it? I don’t know. These are the kind of thoughts I have late at night.