I’m flicking through pins and websites and travel blogs. I just can’t decide.
I feel as though the world is before my feet, endless places waiting for my love to fall on the sunset bathed sidewalks and glistening lakes; Rainy days that bring the colour out in the most gray of places and the hottest spells which highlight the beauty of vast fields.
Venetian canals to the towering structures of cityscapes. Where I go I do not know but I am no less exicted, thrilled by the idea that my feet for a little while don’t have to touch the ground, resting on trains and planes and numerous lands that aren’t home.
In three weeks I can dream the biggest dream so far.
Optimism is my wanderlust in wait,