I’ve always known I’ve wanted to travel but I never knew why.
I didn’t know if it was the whole adventure of it-the airports, planes, taxis, and hotels. Part of me thought it was all about seeing the landmarks and novelties special to each place. Surprisingly, I have found that neither of these are the reason why I so desire to travel around the world.
To me, traveling is the epitome of becoming humble. To watch people pass you on the street and realize that they too have families, jobs, childhoods, and friends is honestly pretty wild.
It makes you open your eyes and say, “Damn. In the grand scheme of everything I am such a small moving part and yet I know that I am of utter importance.”
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