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Tuesday, March 26, 2013
I've been bit! -- by the travel bug. Ever since I've returned from the Maldives and U.A.E, I keep daydreaming of traveling more overseas. So much so that I'm dreading my what seems to be forever 9-5 job and overwhelmingly overpopulated, materialistic west L.A. city. Exotic fish, white sands, warm winds, and God worthy sunsets dance around my eyes all day.
Everyday complaints like traffic, clothes to wear, who's making what, and all the other b.s. that I never cared about from the very beginning have become more of an annoyance that my patience has dramatically decreased within the first few days I've been back. I'm surprise of how low my tolerance has gotten. Sigh* ... I just don't care about any of those things, I never have. It's time for me to pack my valuables, leave this city, and explore, not as a vacation but temporarily a permanent thing.
Needing to wait till our wallets allow for us for another travel actually physically aches because I'm itching for my next cultural eye opener. Phillip tried to remind me, "Babe, don't you think everyone would like to wake up and swim with the fish every morning." Maybe it's the dreamer and irrational part in me, but I reply, "Why don't we?"
I want to see the world.