there's something about the planning of travel that gives you hope. hope for a new experience, crossing something off your bucket list, other stories to share at cocktail parties.
traveling to a destination that you've been longing for that momentarily lifts you out of the monotony of daily life. you know your routine will definitely be broken, if only for a week. and you have gratitude for your 9-5 job benefits.
and we finally arrive, the trip is illuminating. and somehow we splurge a little more than we ever would back home. time passes by quickly, yet comparitively it's stretched. we've squeezed so much into our days, but return home longing for more.
it's always a process. a cycle of monotony-hope-anticipation-actualization-lingering-monotony.
and i can't help but yearn for more.
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