Spontaneity

Quit the job. Pack the bag. Bring the passport and the credit cards. Hop onto the next flight. Touch down at some foreign land. Stay on for a month. Hop onto another flight. And land on another foreign land.

No worries about finances. No worries about danger. No worries about shelter. No worries about health. No worries about family. No worries about naggings. No worries about natural disasters. No worries about loneliness. No worries about meals. No worries about missing something behind. No worries about anything. Just me and the world.

See the sights. Hear the sounds. Feel the people. Blend into the culture.

When will I have the guts to leave it all behind and head for something like this? The life with anonymity. The life of adventure.