The 54th Deadline: Escape

A regret keeps popping up in my life again and again — my lack of travel. I have spent literally all of my life in the state I live in, and it aggravates me to no end. I want to see the world. I want to be able to experience something new, especially because I do love sightseeing. Anything to evoke imagination and the sense of exploration would be wonderful.

Alas, money has been a limiting factor. Especially when I was a kid, my parents could not afford to take my brothers and me to nice vacations. We had to settle for trips across the state. Those were a big deal to my parents. Of course, this meant missing out on exciting trips to other parts of the country, let alone the world.

But why am I complaining about this now? Maybe I feel trapped at the moment, just caught in perpetual monotony to survive instead of thriving. Humans should thrive if they can!

Yes, not having money cuts down on the travel options. Yes, being tied to a type of job where it is all about working hourly instead of acquiring a salary locks me week-to-week sequence.

Is this what life is all about for the average person? No, it should not be!

This weekend will be my subtle attempt at trying to break out of the repetitiveness, if only just for a little while. A trip out of town may be just the ticket.

Sure, I may be going back to somewhere I know, but at least it will be something different in a long time.

To escape the shackles of a dull existence, I must put forth the effort to break free. Anchored by own my cowardice, I hold myself back from being able to venture forth into the unknown. Everything boils down to a choice — and I choose to desire some real freedom from life itself!

“Hope is my catalyst.” — Nhan Fiction