A Particular Itch..

We’ve all had that itch. A moment in which something compels our everything until it is fulfilled.

The desire for thirst. At first it starts as a dry mouth… then the desert creeps to the back of the throat, soaking up every bit of moisture left… then water of all states consume every thought washing through your head. All that can be processed is the desire for that single feel of fresh h2o finally flooding your desire. The thirst finally quenched. There is a breaking point one must stop to finally grab the water bottle to their right, allowing satisfaction.

I view life as this never ending thirst. There’s a thirst for traveling the globe; a thirst for experiencing this world, planet, Earth full bodily. Spiritual, mental, physical and social exploration is the greatest expansion of the mind there is… and I never seem to be satisfied now that I have been exposed to the wild possibilities of life. The water bottle seems to move further away from my right hand with every step I move towards it.

I have an insane URGE to be where I’m not… doing things not on the daily list of ‘to do’s.’

Although this urge is not one of complete, unreachable desire. Two and a half months ago I landed back on American soil after five months of Australian Adventures. I was living among world travelers, high end business employees, aboriginal cultures, daily Joes… I traveled all around the country doing wild new things I never thought I would get the chance to experience.

I was faced with situations so reflective of myself, my point of view was flashed into directions never foreseeable. I have since been able to un-jumbled the jig-saw puzzle that was my ‘self.’ The real thoughts about this world we live in, how to apply my dreams to my reality, and the separate but linked paths to take down the rabbit hole; all thoughts I continue to explore- but only recently my brain has fully processed what I could sense for years.

I am twenty-one years developed now and with the help of true travel experience, the mind-freeing effects of marijuana, and my personal brain processes I have thought of answers, explanations, and prompts. Writing and sharing personal experiences, I hope, will inspire and truly generate thoughts on possibilities in this world- regardless of societal construction.