shit man my wanderlust is out of control

I sort of don’t like that word I mean it sums it up pretty well but it’s..really…magic-fairy-pixie-dust-spacy-teenage-indie-girl

but honestly I just went through all 28 pages of that cabin blog and actually teared up slightly I think this is starting to border on obsessive

there are essentially two times a year that my town is a pretty place to live: a) when there’s a fresh coat of snow and everything is gorgeous and white and b) the first few weeks of spring when everything is green and vibrant again

oh the leaves are nice in the fall but that lasts for roughly a week and then it’s bitter and rainy and cold all of a sudden

but other than that it is so so dull here and there’s actually a good 3 months when everything is just barren and dead and full of disgusting slush

and everything is flat. it’s all cornfields and deciduous forest and gross rivers.

like there’s a reason people come here for one week in the summer and then leave

but I dunno, is there even a perfect place to live that people don’t get sick of? I mean I’m lucky I don’t live out in iowa or something

I used to think I was such a city girl (and really wanted to go to new york of course) but heh nope I am far happier out in the fresh air and mountains and god being here right now sucks. it is massively frustrating to me that travel has to be a thing that requires so much money and planning

and the thought that most people die every day without having seen like 95% of the rest of the world is utterly depressing

it’s actually driving me crazy! I guess I was awfully spoiled as a kid because my grandparents would always take me places in their motorhome over the summers and I’ve been to yellowstone and hawaii and I go to tennessee every spring

ah jeez I’ve rambled enough but the point is I really want to go somewhere

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