A WANDERLUST. Not only is it a word, but a person. I am a wanderlust. Everyday I float through the same old cycle of life. Yet, I find myself wanting more. As I stare out of my car window, my desire grows. I am ever longing for adventure. Like a ballon my whole soul, heart, and mind are consumed with thoughts of travel and exploring. Ah, the pure thought is so overwhelming!
Here I am.
The wind... its fresh earthly smell of sea and salt; shooting my hair all about. The sounds... so vast and mighty are the waves with its thundering swells crashing down combined with the millions of shells washing back and forth by the waves. Along with the Seagulls chanting their lovely ocean songs. The scene... the water with its pure shades of sea blue and aqua, always turning. The white earthly sand, sinking beneath my feet, never-ending.
As I stand at the waters edge my heart skips a beat. The sun, in all its beauty, setting. Spewing forth rays of warmth and bursting with color! All I can do is close my eyes and take in the amazing scene around me.
Nevertheless, I do not remain content. My heart hurts when I think of all the things I haven't done or seen. I’m getting restless again. I need change. I need adventure. And I need it now. God put desire for adventure in man. Set out and find it.
