I’ve been absent for a month now, because of some tragic events happening in my life. I couldn’t force myself to write words on paper, without crying. I’ve decided that I have come to terms with everything happening and that today is the perfect day to regularly start updating my blog again.
I also stayed home for quite some time and I decided that I needed to see more than the rooms in my house. So I booked a trip for the end of the month and I’m more than excited. I can’t believe that I haven’t done this before, especially since travel was a way for me to escape the bad.
But I guess that I first needed to realize what happened, you probably must’ve reached this point thinking what the hell is she talking about. I honestly don’t want to share that with the internet, because I’m not one of those people who exploit their lives on the web. If you’re one of those people and you feel extremely offended right now, you do you, I do me.
Throughout the course of the month I’ll try to update every other day. I am quite motivated so that’s a good start.
If you’re new to blog, I promise I don’t always cry and lament on my blog. I think I hardly did in the past. I just need to give you a part of the truth so that I can try to justify the fact that I have been neglecting one of the things that have made me happy maintaining a blog, where I share my passions with the few people who care to read whatever I have to offer.
But trust me, I’m all good, I started becoming less sad the moment I’d taken this trip into consideration. Maybe I just needed some escape from reality. I needed to stop seeing those familiar faces for a little while. So I’m going to one of my favourite cities. As I’ve lived there for a short amount of time.
I’m not trying to be secretive about that as well, but I feel like not spilling all my tea at once so I’ll reveal it in small parts. Just to keep the fire on for some time.
Now to you guys reading this, what does travel do to you? How does it make you feel to see unfamiliar things in a even more unfamiliar place? Is travel an escape to you or a unhealthy yet healthy addiction. That enriches you whenever you’re doing it, but consumes you whenever you’re not doing it.
I really liked to hear your points on your emotions linked travelling. I met a person who totally hates travelling, because every new place seemed to be better and that started making her think less of her amazing city. Well the world is not the home of some people in a way I guess, never content and always striving to see more.
Happy travelling, comment your emotions below your emotions. Like and share and I wish you an amazing and wayfaring life!
The outcast wayfarer