POST UNIVERSITY THOUGHTS – Nature’s soundtrack seems repetitive but it is never the same – each wave brings in something new and leaves something behind. The changes of seasons, the highs and lows of the tides and the phases of the moon are mere examples of life teaching us to embrace every moment as they can pass us by in the blink of an eye. When you allow yourself to open your mind, your heart and you allow change to happen, your journey can only get better.
Some people are afraid of change, some embrace it. Some people need to live by a routine and some others, run away from it. I become a marathon runner when it comes down to escaping the routine. It would probably explain why I love/need to travel so much. Traveling shakes things up, always. You leave, excited, you come back, satisfied. & the cycle continues.
Our reasons for traveling vary but there are common factors that connect us all. We get hooked on getting to know the unknown; on being adventurous, fearless and continuously seeking to taste new things, see new landscapes, climb new heights and meet new people. It’s an adrenaline rush. A form of freedom. Country boundaries as well as personal ones are put down. Open hearts and open minds allow us all to connect, to exchange and to grow. The more open you are, the more you receive therefore, the more you will give to the world. Catching the travel bug is truly an epidemic.
Unfortunately every trip has a return date, every adventure comes to an end and the rush tends to fade away upon the return home. Experiencing withdrawal symptoms is a common occurrence. Normally, the idea and the planning of a future trip brings back that warm-hearted, blood rushing through your veins feeling and it ignites that flame inside every traveler’s heart.
I will admit, I did experience the post-travel symptoms and the only cure was the thought of a new adventure. I would sit at the airport, passport and return flight ticket in hand, holding back the tears when I would think of what was waiting for me back home: a routine. Having to go back to that draining, way too familiar routine. Spending my Monday to Thursday week hoping it was the weekend to be able to hold onto that freedom again. What a waste ! Seven days of the week where four of them are spent wishing on the other three ? That’s no way of living.
& I got to thinking, what’s so great about traveling ? The thrill it gives me! The never-ending lessons! Getting to know the unknown!
It then dawned on me, being home shouldn’t mean I need to stop living, au contraire. I just need to change up the routine and seek new adventures on a daily basis. Becoming a traveler in my own city. Taking a different path to go to work, trying out a new restaurant, putting my earphones aside and sparking a conversation with a stranger on my way home or even finding new ingredients to create new recipes throughout the week.
I need to continuously look at my surroundings as new and exciting opportunities. I need to continuously change perspective and shake up the routine. I need to continuously press refresh.
Sidenote; Trying something new on a daily basis became a routine, and I’m totally okay with it. 🙂