But hot damn, I’m going to try.

It’s a shame my London adventures are in another blog, but I think I’d be letting those memories down if I tried to jumble them with this new stage of my life. This time, I will not be taking classes or cooping myself up in a library while another world awaits outside. I will be free to see what it is I need to see.

Travel for pleasure, yes, but travel for purpose. This is no longer vacation. This is, as honestly as I can see it, the means to meaning.