No matter how far ahead I’m watching, I think I’m going to have to resign myself that I’ll never be able to see what life has in store even a month ahead of time.
People, cultures, places. Modern transportation has made the earth both larger and smaller. Smaller when traversing continents in days or hours, yet larger in the amount that I can explore. Growing up, even going on a weekend trip to a major city three or four hours away was a rarity. Now I have set feet on both sides of the country in one month’s time. It’s a strange feeling, this mobility. My mind adjusts slowly, not quite able to adjust to the pace yet. Perhaps in another year I will have adjusted to the roving lifestyle I find myself in.