I’ve got passport stamps from 27 countries.
Still waiting for the one that says: “Entered myself.”
We rush through airports, chase sunsets, take 2,000 photos… but forget to ask the one question that matters:
“Why am I traveling?”
To see the world? Maybe.
To run from routine? Probably.
To avoid dealing with my own thoughts? …Yeah, let’s not talk about that. 😬
Travel doesn’t fix confusion. It just gives it better scenery.
But hey — if you’re gonna be lost, might as well do it somewhere with palm trees and good Wi-Fi. 🌴📶
Lost and smiling. Mostly.