How Travel Changed My Life
As you know, not falling in love is an unorthodox behavior. So fall in love, and I did. And I got broken. Broken from trying to pick up the shattered pieces of my heart. Broken dreams, broken vows, broken souls. Ironically, I've never even met this guy in person. He was just a random person on the internet who messaged me on Messenger one day, which turned into video calls. I was hoping he would be my real first boyfriend, but I was wrong. So I traveled. Not like the A-listers but more like the 'yolo-ists'. I started craving adventure. I started seeking my reason. Why am I here? What's my purpose? I wanted to find the answers deep within me. As time goes by, traveling seems to be the answer to these questions. It's like every time I visit a not-so-safe place, my adrenaline rushes to my very core. My synapses vibrate as endorphins and all the happy hormones radiate to my soul. I started testing my limits. Traveled farther and farther every time. More...