My Heart Yearns For Adventure

Once in awhile I let my mind wander. It's always this one scenario I play out in my head.


I'm at the airport with one small suitcase in my hand, a backpack on and smile on my face. I pull the world map out of my backpack and stare at it for a second. I close my eyes and drop my finger on the map. My eyes open and I see my finger on the Red Sea. Well that won't do. I close my eyes and twirl my finger once again and my finger lands. I open my eyes. Australia. My next destination. I take my life savings and buy a one way ticket to Australia. I would stay there for 6 months, find a nice host family to stay with while I work odd jobs such as waitressing to pay my rent and meals. I would wander the city, see the sights, embrace myself in the culture and meet people of all sorts. After embracing each place i've inhabited and just about settled in, I would up and move on to the next. It would take me 6 months till I would pull out the map once again, close my eyes and choose a new place. And then after another 6 months repeat the process, repeatedly till my heart is content. Without a home, living from paycheck to paycheck, I would be like a hobo of the world. I would wander the world God created, see His creations. I would be a free spirit just learning about life itself and experiencing the beauty and darkness it holds.Could you imagine all the different types of people i'd meet, the stories i'd have?

But then my mind comes back and I remember the things I must accomplish here too. I'll just have to find my own adventure here to pacify my heart.