Sometimes I get quite upset, thinking about the fact that this world is so beautiful, in all its majesty, and I have yet to see a tenth of what is out there.
I have lived and breathed for 22 years.
And all I want to do is travel, travel, travel.
Hello World :)
Every now and then I have moments where I can’t stop thinking about life and what I want for my future. Most of the time, its met with a resounding silence. Hahahaa to be fair, I have a want to travel and a thirst for change. My greatest fear is that I will somehow end up in a situation where I am just stagnant and everything is mediocre.