The Itch

I was recently asked by a friend why I wanted to travel so much. She didn’t mean it in a descending way, like a hint that I should be home all the time, she was honestly curious as to why I’m choosing the lifestyle I’m choosing. What was the one thing that made me need this life. Honestly, I think it’s in my blood. It’s an itch that’s been there ever since I was little and never really went away, even though most of my life, and even now, I’ve faced a lot of discouragement.


I know a huge part of it is the will to do good. I know I won’t be able to save Africa or whatever… I don’t want to save the world, but I do want to change people’s lives for the better. My belief is that no one has the ability to change the world, but everyone has the ability to change the world of one person. All it takes is a little kindness, a single gesture. But why stop at one person? What good is having the ability if you’re not going to at least try and helping all the people you can. Be the change you wish to see in the world, then change the world… one person at a time.

Then, there’s also the will to educate people who don’t travel. Specifically the people who tend to live their whole lives in one country because they’re too scared of the outside world. Living your life in one city is like never leaving your bedroom. Leaving your city but never your country is like never leaving your house. So many people live their lives in fear of what could go wrong, they lose sight of all the good things that could potentially happen. I want to open up people’s minds to help them accept the good, which is a large part of my current project.


And then there’s the fact that I could be anybody I want to be when I’m traveling. I can literally reinvent myself to be the me I want to be. This is actually something I first truly realized when I was in Vancouver this last winter. When I’m at home, I am confined by people who know me, or people who THINK they know me and what I’m about. If I try to reinvent myself when I’m at home, which is kind of something I’m doing anyways, I get a lot of people not accepting the new version of me. When I’m traveling, I don’t have those confinements. The people I meet on the streets, or on the bus, or in the restaurant… they don’t know me or my experiences. It’s like I’m a blank canvas and I can make whatever I want out of myself. No, that is not to say I make myself sound better than what I really am, rather that I feel I can truly be myself,and that is probably one of the most empowering feelings.


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