I’m feeling restless.

I got out of town this weekend, on a quick weekend trip to Vegas with the family to celebrate my cousin’s 21st birthday. While we had a good time and it was nice to get away, by Saturday night I was ready to get back home. Once I got home, I saw that another cousin who didn’t join us in Vegas had gone camping with her husband.

I was jealous.

I figure it was partly because its been years since I’ve been camping and probably mostly because of the solidarity she had, the ability to get away and just be, with the person she loves.

I crave that, like I’m addicted to something I haven’t had in a very long time.

I want to sit around a campfire, and lay under the stars.

I want to sleep on the beach and let the sound of the waves soothe me.

I want to not move with someone, in one spot, for a long time. Just talking, forgetting how many minutes pass.

I’m restless but all I want to do is feel the quiet of night and not feel so alone.

Just breathe.

Just be.

Have an adventure. Live everyday like it’s a new adventure.

I’m just ready to feel like my life is going to start.

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