Hi there folks!
Writing my post while I am totally bored.. And its not that I have no work to do, have a lot of it pending.. As I work in an educational institute, I need to prepare for that plus Christmas is coming up so need to get going with those preps, but I already feel so worked up. Worked up doing nothing you would say?
Here I am being barbarically murdered every moment by this over dominating man ‘Mr.wanderlust’, why is that so? I’ll tell you.
I could call myself blessed enough this month to have had a long weekend break. Saturday the 2nd being Eid, Sunday ofcourse being a sunday (lol.. I know im being silly) and Monday the 4th being the feast of St.Francis Xavier (public holiday in Goa), and what did I do you ask me? I sat there at home doing absolutely nothing, nothing but just dreaming about what I could have done and where could I have been. It’s not that I couldn’t go, but not having the desirable company and not yet having ventured into solo travelling I was left alone here with my thoughts.
Having big plans but not taking any action just made me sit here regretting and wondering (mentally and yes checking on every other traveller on social media). I must say this wanderlust did render me useless and left me with high regrets yet at the same time waiting for another long weekend. Isn’t that the magic and power, yet the brutality of travelling?