I'm So Excited! And I Just Can't Hide It.

Sometimes I get jealous of other people's contentment.  Content to stay in one place.  Content with the close knit group of friends that have always been there.  Content with working 9 to 5 and playing on the weekends.  As every week spins by, content with life.

This is something that I have a personal struggle with.  I'm always looking for the next thing.  The next place to explore.  The next friends I will meet.  The endless possibilities of adventure and trying new things.  The next thing waiting to be learned.  

Does this make me the ultimate fanciful wanderer or will I live life striving after the next thing and never just be content?  Is that even a bad thing?  I'm going to say it's not. 

Maybe I will be content to live the life of a quirky nomad.  Or I might just meet someone who understands my wandering ways and we will be content to wander together, backpacking around the world and making money by street performing.  I could play the violin.  He could paint.  Now I'm getting ridiculous, I'm not much of a violinist.  At least, I have a good partner in crime in Syd as of right now, but we both know we don't want to end up those old sisters still living together in their 80's, eccentric old maids.  Ehh, I shutter at the thought.  Let's not think about that.

Hey, enough of that!  I'm excited, because tickets have been bought!  Summer trip commences June 30th!  If I don't have a trip to look forward to I start eating my feelings and no one likes it when that happens.  Hooray for not eating that fifth brownie!

We are going...

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And then we're going here... 

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Oh yeah, it's on! 

Ahh summer, here we come!