Travel to most is an escape from reality, but what if it makes you experience your reality? I write this prologue to a recent trip to bare my thoughts.
Do you ever have that trip where everything just seems a blur? And you’re not even doing any drugs or alcohol? I just happened to be in one on my recent trip to Australia. It was my second time to be there and while things do seem familiar in a way, it was also uncanny that it was very different. I can tell you that I felt like someone in a dream-like state. You know, how the details are not exactly easy to remember but you felt strongly just the same? Whereas on my previous travels before, everything seemed palpable and exciting, this trip was rather wistful. All because something happened– I grew up. Strange, isn’t it?