Wanderlust

 

Walking through the airport with the weight of my pack on my shoulders.

That first step onto foreign land.

Breathing in.

Looking up, down, left, and right.

Squinting at the map in my hands.

The excitement of seeing something new.

Entirely new.

Or, a variation of new.

Being lost.

 

The thing about being lost while travelling is that you sort of know what you’re looking for. You’re finding you way back.

If only life were so easy.

You know when you’ve found your way back, when it comes to being lost while travelling. You can measure your success by finding your way back.

Or at least knowing you’re on the right path.

Each step you take, you know if you’re on your way back.

Life isn’t as simple.