In my 23/almost 24 years of existence, I'd say I've traveled a fair share. 4 countries. 22, soon to be 23 states. I'd prefer a lot more but I'm happy to have experienced all of those places thus far.
In most cases, my fantasy of the destination I was going to has been much more exciting and vast than the actual place itself. I hate to use the word fantasy because it conjures up mini Harry Potters and bright My Little Pony stickers but you know what I mean.
I have definitely been to some awe-inspiring, jaw-dropping places but they still haven't beckoned my eternal existence. Haha, that was a serious sentence right there! But really, I'm ready to go somewhere that I refuse to leave. I better start taking some beginner classes in different languages 'cause I want it all! And I want it now! (is that a song?)
And is leaving permanently what I really want? I don't hate it here. My family and friends are here. Which like I said a few weeks ago, are everything. Maybe since I'm not having children (unless I adopt), I'll just travel the world and be an ultra-tourist but keep my feet loosely rooted here. Loosely just in case something comes and sweeps me off my ass (more than likely I'll be sitting, not standing) to an amazing, fantastical place!
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