I finally had to turn on some kind of commenting thing on this blog. I haven't ever, but now I have to because there are a million spams. I hate that. I hate that the spammers made me do that.
My wanderlust is getting pretty serious.
I'm having fantasies of selling everything and running away.
What's interesting to me is that I don't need to run from anything. I don't want to run away because my life here blows and blah blah. It's totally not that. I like life here, it's pretty rocking.
But I want to sell everything. I see fellow travel people (stupid facebook) and they're moving to Bangkok and posting "Last day at ______" posts and I get really jealous.
How do they do it?
I still don't know.
Anyway, it comes and goes I think. But I would like to see how John and I do on a really extended trip. Months. Oh my gosh can you imagine?
What would that be like.
My wanderlust is getting pretty serious.
I'm having fantasies of selling everything and running away.
What's interesting to me is that I don't need to run from anything. I don't want to run away because my life here blows and blah blah. It's totally not that. I like life here, it's pretty rocking.
But I want to sell everything. I see fellow travel people (stupid facebook) and they're moving to Bangkok and posting "Last day at ______" posts and I get really jealous.
How do they do it?
I still don't know.
Anyway, it comes and goes I think. But I would like to see how John and I do on a really extended trip. Months. Oh my gosh can you imagine?
What would that be like.
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