I guess it’s the adventurous spirit within me that yearns for such a “who knows where I could go” experience every once in a while. How I’d love to leave this all behind for a little while with no regrets and “see the world”. Backpacking… biking… hiking…. camping out in the remotest parts of nowhereville. See the ocean crashing along the great shoreline. Walk through deep forests (with much bug spray) and up high mountainsides. Feel the exhaustion of accomplishment.
And then the reality of laundry, dinner to make, bills to pay, a job to get, and a cat to feed suck the adventure right out of this wanderer.
Oh well, looks like the only adventure I’ll be having for now is this cough and headache.