It’s days like these that make me long for the life of a traveler. It’s not that there is anything wrong with today, it’s just that about once a week I get “travel-sick,” which I guess is the opposite of “home-sick,” or maybe it’s similar. I’m not quite sure. But, I am sure that I long for that life of a constant traveler; someone who leaves home, normal life, and doesn’t look back.
In every day life, there are bills to pay, chores to do, papers to grade, workouts, meetings, responsibilities, and a million other activities throughout the week. In the life of a traveler, there are other complications, but while you are immersed in new surroundings, it’s suddenly different. Perspectives change. Life is so different without normal routines and mundane activities. It’s like being reborn.
I know, I get it, travel doesn’t solve all problems, but to me it solves most of them. And, right now, I could use an escape.
It’s not that I am having problems, actually life is going quite well. It’s just that after a few weeks of routine, I need that escape again. I need that feeling of wind in my hair and sand in my toes. The feeling of being completely lost, or that pit in my stomach when I’m all of a sudden so far from my comfort zone. I need the excitement of making new friends and putting my trust in strangers. And, these are things everyday life fails to provide. Maybe, that’s why we travel.
But, honestly, it’s the escapes and travels that have changed my life. Not only have they changed my life, but they’ve made it better. Travel has filled me with richness. It’s filled me with stories of faraway people and places. It’s broadened my horizons in a way that nothing else could. I no longer am content with reading about places or looking at pictures, I must explore them first-hand. Because life is often better on the road.
When you are traveling,Carpe Diem actually means something. You wake up each day ready to conquer the world, ready to learn something new. You take risks and chances. You live every day as if it’s your last. You try new things and immerse yourself in the world and different cultures. You live life the way it is meant to be lived.
So really, is it all that bad to want to escape?