I'm an escapist. I love that I am. I feel like there aren't many out there. But I don't like being one sometimes. There are realists who live day to day in their reality. I'm not sure how they do. They must think a lot with their heads. Not me! Nosiree. I'm a HEART kind of girl. The only thing bad about being a escapist is that the trip back to reality isn't smooth. It's more like a car crash.
I have an itch to leave and a yen for travel.
It's a beautifully tragic combination.
So right now, I'm kind of bandaged up, twiddling my fingers, tapping my toes, trying to be patient. I'm having a hard time sitting still. I want to beg God and ask him "WHEN'S IT GONNA BE MY TURN?!" but I keep my mouth shut. But inside, all I want is a one way ticket to somewhere i've never been.
If I don't feel something change soon, i'm not sure how i'm going to survive.
About Me
- I am Christina.
- The day my mother gave me wings was the day I started learning how to fly. I'm now realizing that it takes a lifetime to learn how to soar. This is my journey. Well, a part of it.
1 comment:
May I make it a little easier for you to wait... say patiently? It is in our genes to roam the unknown places of the world. We are destined to do that. So, your time will come sooner than later... just be patient. I wish someone had told me this when I was your age... Though you have experienced seeing some unknown destinations a lot more than I did in my first 21 years. The first trip I made out of Japan with a passport was to Hong Kong and I was 25 years old. You have done alot more than me and will be doing more as well.
JK
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