Wanderlust

I decided to write what i was thinking immediately, because it often happens that I leave a title and a first line of an entry and then when i get back to writing it properly (that is, sitting at my own pc and at a reasonable hour) I may somewhat recall the theme but the feeling behind it has already vanished.

Noticing that all the things I was thinking did not fit in the very tiny 3M Post-It sheet i had to write on, I sneaked my way into my blogger. So here I am... (now where on earth did that post-it go...)

I am feeling the wanderlust. I want to sleep every night at a different place. I want to have my meals when I'm feeling hungry and just take them at a random spot, without much planning, without caring what food it is, hopefully something I have never tasted before.

I want to absorb whatever the day brings, be it taking a stroll, watching people, driving my car (I enjoy driving very much) or going by foot (i need some comfy shoes) wherever the road leads. There are so many things i want to see, and I can't imagine half of them.

I want to indulge in whatever experience I fancy. Find the things that stimulate me... I yearn for those things that make me want to keep seeking, which remind me that something is still missing; that life is still going on for me to grasp it and drink from it...

I want to see myself but I'm not sure where that Self is playing right now, so I want to go far away and find her. And it is only a few that I can allow to take my hand or join me...