I want to travel.
Cities,towns,lakes,mountains, islands and beaches.
Not merely to increase the number of cities I've been to,or the number of continents I've explored.
But for the memories that flood my brain as I go through my photo album years later.
For the weird stories that took place with strangers ,we might never meet again.
For the sand that ran through my fingers and for the snow that made them numb.
For the laughs that made my cheeks hurt and for the tears that begged to leave as I left for home.
For the noise we made and for silence that surrounded us while we enjoyed the view.
And mostly for the life that each moment brought on with it,that made me realise that it's okay to love places other than home.
