I consider myself an avid traveller, but of late, the idea of flying makes me uninterested. I don’t think I suffer from depression, but I just can’t force myself to think about making flight plans, getting assaulted by security or taking travel sizes of things only to other places.
It isn’t like I have never had a good time travelling. The last real trip I took was a vacation to
to Harry Potter World. While it was cool, the relaxing part of the vacation was great. I sat next to the pool, read a book and didn’t worry about things. Of course, I brought my work laptop, at the time, and did work when I got bored. Florida
I think I have a disconnect issue. I used to with my old job. Since I’ve changed jobs, I try not to think about work after hours. I don’t feel the compulsion or feel and desire to give back. But this post isn’t about my new job, though I could drone on about it for hours.
No, this is about travel. Have I become one of ‘those’ people? Have I become afraid to fly? Afraid to leave the US of A? I hope not! I remember going to all sorts of cool places as a kid, most notably
India and Russia, but the most fun was , which is still a great spot. I have fond memories of London as well, bitter cold, but a great landscape and history. Travelling truly should be the life-blood of all. Children should be brought up to want to go places and do things. Not just go visit some random mouse in Prague . Orlando
There are such amazing things to see and do out there. I know my next trip, most likely, will be to
to see my sister, but I should really aim to make a trip, once a year, to someplace. I know I love to video game; good Lord I could do that for an extended period of time. But I think it’s important to disconnect, from everything. Just take a moment, step back, and assess life, assess if I’m any closer to my goals, as yet undetermined. Maybe that’s not entirely true, but I know I do want to have the most toys in the end. Arizona
I haven’t been abroad in a good long time; maybe I can plan a trip to see a friend in the
Middle East. I wonder if my passport is still valid. I think for another couple years. Wow, that was a lot of pointless rambling…but that is the title of the blog.