usually, and especially at this time of year, i get filled with this insatiable need to get out of the country, get away, take a break, turn off my phone. i usually do a longgg trip (3 weeks last yr) out of town, usually for work then extended for holiday.
but this yr there is none. my birthday this year will probably be with the huffle-puff couple, and that should be about it. there’s nothing glamourous about being 26. seriously, its a boring age to be.
where did that need for adventure go? where did the zest and exuberance for new sights go?
its probably still there, squished under “things to do”. but i cant seem to access it.all i seem to want to do is stay on, read a good book, listen to some soft music and wait for my eye lids to grow heavy.
busy, and half-way to insanity.