all of my journeys make me fall in love with not knowing where i am. to look right and left and straight ahead is unfamiliar. getting lost especially in the cities happens very often, and i still love it this way. i love traveling alone because i know friendships are waiting for me along the journey. however, i don't mind if my favorite fellow travelers will go with me. sometimes, or more often than sometimes, the way my journey turns out isn't the way i'd thought it would. i did worry, but not anymore because i know it's called adventure. and my adventure will never be the same as someone else's, yours either.
tonight, i'm so struck by the wanderlust.
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