I’m going on a road trip.
The idea has been rolling around in my head for months, but there ever seemed to be a good time to leave. As the summer wore on, it began to feel more unlikely because, in some ways, my life seemed to be falling in place. However, I realized if I don’t go now, I probably won’t have another opportunity to do so.
The real reason I want/need to go: I’m absolutely terrified by the idea.
I don’t think I can do travel thousands of miles alone – so I must. Proving to myself that limits and boundaries exist only in the imagination keeps me inspired. Freedom is found not just in a moment away from Real Life but in the exhilaration of stepping out on the edge and jumping off.
“I don’t want to get to the end of my life and find that I have lived just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it, as well.” – Diane Ackerman