Got a gypsy soul to blame...

...and you were born for leaving.

I've been traveling a lot lately. Which always makes me want to move to these new places and discover every hidden corner of them. The wanderlust is becoming a serious problem. I've always been fascinated by being in an airplane, looking out below at all the tiny squares. All those lines and roads...they are leading people home. Where is home, though, when you're constantly running?

Our problem, as people with feelings and dreams, is that we spend all our time looking for open doors, and the second we get in, we race toward the exit. Everyone thinks that they're different, and don't self-sabotage, but in the end, we're all the same. We all do that. I've been told before that I'm a gypsy...moving constantly; running away. But what's wrong with wanting to constantly feel danger or adrenaline or have new experiences or meet new people? Just because we wander, doesn't mean we run. Maybe there just hasn't yet been a good enough reason to want to stay. Don't let that make you feel bad though. It's oddly charming to know that we are all psychos when it comes to love and life. 

It's safer to constantly keep going...to have no solid ties to anything or anyone. It isn't necessarily putting up walls, it's self-preservation, people! As Ayn Rand said, "the question isn't who is going to let me, it's who is going to stop me?" So what will it be that will finally make us all stop running? 

Life's unpredictability is what makes for a more valuable, exciting life. But then you remember-- you didn't move here to be comfortable and calm and collected and perfect all the time. You've already been there, done that. You came here to feel excitement. To grow. To make magic. To make mistakes. To step outside yourself. You came here to be a part of the messiness and wonder of this place...and to add your own mess to it. The truth is, you are your own home, little gypsy. Keep coming home to yourself. You are the only one you've been waiting for. The only one in your way of staying or leaving. You're not searching for anything more. You can love every aspect of your life but still embrace the uncertainty of it, and yearn for what's missing. ❤️