I’ll Always Be on the Run, Because the Horizon Has Saved Me Countless Time
School, slow travel, or just a quick pit stop. Touching down on new soil, trying new food, making new connections, and tasting a completely different life.
Staying in one place too long makes you numb. It’s like your soul takes root right where you stand—you learn to tolerate, and you lose your edge.
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Look, I get it. Travel doesn’t really “fix” anything. The place I’m sick of is the exact paradise someone else dreams about.
I know I’ll eventually go back to my boring, everyday life.
But still… still…
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I’ve stopped worrying about what happens after Nora walks out. Because the point of leaving is the act of leaving itself.
The places I’ve been, and the places I’ve yet to see— That instant a massive cargo ship slices through ice; That exact second a ripe fruit bursts with juice as it falls from a giant tree in the rainforest.
As long as my mind can hold onto these moments, I can peacefully swallow the daily bullshit and the rat race. Then, I can recharge, find fresh courage, and wait for the next escape and the next destination.
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Some say, “It’s so beautiful here, why don’t we stop?” I’ll always say no. This is not our finish line.
The world is right in front of me, and the road goes wherever I want it to. I will always choose to leave.
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My friend, I hope you find the courage to walk away too—to fight the mundane and the burnout. I truly hope you make it to your own new world.