I used to think that I had to travel for a sole purpose that would enrich not just myself, but others. People always said that it would be selfish to travel the world and not do something for others. That I had to be profound and that there has to be a huge goal to the end of my travels.
Over the years, I have realized that this is not always necessarily true. Sometimes its nice to just wander the world, because I am curious about how it works. I’m an adventurer at heart. I thrive for exotic food. I am curious as to how other cultures work, and how we can all be so similar, but tick so differently. Sure, its nice to start to do things to raise awareness and to try and help others,. I am not saying that you should not care about that, because I deeply do. Sometimes its also just good for the soul to get out and do what you love. While I want to have a deeper impact on humanity, I also want to enjoy my time here too. I travel for ME, because it makes ME happy.
In the long term, my hope is that my travels will influence not just myself, but others to make change and move mountains. For now, I don’t know what that fully means. I enjoy to travel. To see places and meet new people makes me feel whole. Its a feeling that I can not get from being at home. Its one of the times where I am the most uncomfortable, but also when I am most comfortable with who I am. It has taken me a while to learn this, but I think that I am getting it down. Travel doesn’t always need to have some existential meaning to it. Sometimes you can just do it because it makes you feel alive.