Sometimes I just dream about going. I want to travel the world in the most unconventional ways and see it from the ground up. I want to live it, experience it with no help, no assistance...I want to climb it's winding roads with aching joints, worn out shoes, and an eager spirit.

Often I loath the things that tie me down. I am bound by things that will not last and will not keep. I am fenced in by my own expectations.

And I'm not sure how you approach this discontent... It's just one more hurdle keeping me here.